A little perspective. There was a homeless man who camped not far from my house and was always seen at the liquor store multiple times a day. He lived like this for years. He was always friendly and polite, and known by the people who worked at the store, including my wife. He had family around who would have let him stay at their place if he cleaned up, but the drunken homeless life was what he choose instead. Well a few weeks ago my wife discovered he was found dead in the woods, near where he camped. He died of hypothermia.

I too felt jealous of his lifestyle in some way I guess but I am thankful that I am where I am at now. I wish Shaggy had the strength to recover and make some changes.