Michael S. Pascua The Life of a Freelancer

Boozing at a park

So I mention time and again that I walk every morning on a park close to a somewhat major road. The people walking seem to be normal and happy. Sure they may only wear blues, whites, and pinks (or the occasional weird old man faded green/yellow), but they all seem normal. There’s always the family on the bikes, the women pushing the baby in the stroller, the dog walkers, and recently some cross-country set of teens. They must be from a local school prepping for September.

I often see things lying on the side of the pathways, garbage mostly. Most of the time, it’s a newspaper on a bench, or a electrolyte filled drink (Gatorade, Propel, and Powerade). Recently there have been an increase of two things: Booze and Condoms.

Condoms?