It’s a little early in the morning for me to already have my photo for the day taken. But I was woken up by the sound of the garbage collector outside and realized that I, yet again, forgot to put out my garbage. Since they only come once every 2 weeks it is really irritating when I forget. I have a hard time sometimes just doing the routine chores that get you through daily living. And so I sit here watching them pick up my neighbor’s garbage and ponder how dependent we are on the city services. And then ponder how bad I feel for having such a full can of things to send to the landfill.
I like the man’s red glove and the red light on the truck. They stand out to me as the only bright thing against a plain background.