[LikeAWillow]

A homeless woman broke my heart last night. I was walking back from my friend's 21st birthday party in the Mission district of San Francisco. If anyone is even remotely familiar with the bay area, you know the reputation the mission has, so, as a woman walking alone at night, I was trying to walk quickly and without making eye contact with anyone along the way. When I felt someone watching me, I assumed it was a man, and when I heard them clear their throat, I braced myself for the cat call coming (again, woman alone in the mission). The voice that came out was so high and weak and sincere, "I really like your sandals." Nothing else. I wanted so badly to be able to go back and give them to her.