It’s late at night and I’m staring at the sanitation trucks picking up recyling bins and moving stuff about. The city truly never sleeps. There’s round the clock fun, trouble and caution. New York’s vibrancy was a bit dampened. However, I digress. Back to the sanitation trucks. I stared at the workers and thought of how one person’s garbage is another person’s treasure. As such New York is know the maximum venue for dumpster diving. Seeking your own version of gold and jewels.
In thinking about garbage and self enriching, I remembered how powerful our life stories and lived experiences can be. What we have gone through, if willing to share, can be a survival guide for some. It can be inspirational or it can just outright be a blueprint or roadmap.