Since there are only so many hours of the day I can job search and be productive, I frequently plan trips to the Boston Public Library, just to get myself out of the house.
It's a beautiful library but I often find myself leaving early because I'm uncomfortable with the mentally ill that are siting near me.
I feel horrid doing this because I want to believe I'll be fine and they're harmless but I don't want to be naive either. (When I was in college, I ran a community service club and when I told my father where we volunteered, instead of praising me, he shouted that being in areas like that would be the death of me.)
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Date: 2007-04-02 05:15 pm (UTC)Since there are only so many hours of the day I can job search and be productive, I frequently plan trips to the Boston Public Library, just to get myself out of the house.
It's a beautiful library but I often find myself leaving early because I'm uncomfortable with the mentally ill that are siting near me.
I feel horrid doing this because I want to believe I'll be fine and they're harmless but I don't want to be naive either. (When I was in college, I ran a community service club and when I told my father where we volunteered, instead of praising me, he shouted that being in areas like that would be the death of me.)
It's a sad delema.