Do you know why the homeless are always my favorite people to spend time with when I travel?

They have struggled so they have real stories to tell... Many which are some of the most inspiring and valiant ones from each city I visit.

They’re incredibly self aware and intuitive.

They give more to strangers than most rich people I know.

You can see the wars they have fought on their faces - In the deep wrinkles and scars that riddle them - And they will tell you about them if you genuinely ask.

They’re not just sitting there staring at their phones. They’re moving. They’re talking. They're paying attention.

They have realistic expectations on what it takes to find true happiness.

They’re on a LOT less drugs than most people I see with TikTok addictions and large social media followings.

In our conversations they’re present. They have nowhere else to be. So, the conversations are balanced - They always ask me how I am doing and genuinely mean it when they do.

They remind you how to be human. They remind you on the most important parts of life, almost all of which we take for granted every single day.

In my opinion, they are some of the purest forms of humanity that you will find in this country. Good luck finding people more vulnerable. More authentic. More real. And they don’t hide it from you or lie about it. There’s no passive aggression. There’s no time for that.

They will give you the last bottle of water they have on them if you ask for it (If you don’t believe that, go out and see for yourself. I guarantee it.) because they really know what it is like to struggle and they don’t want others to go through that same pain.

They are the ones that teach me how to genuinely be happy. How to be grateful. How to be content.

They remind me how to be human.