I do not lie, at least I avoid it as much as possible

I do not lie, at least I avoid it as much as possible. It is a point of pride for me to express myself with honesty.

Remember what I said about the brain and how it tells us stories, false ones and true ones. The stories it tells are expressions of our inner thoughts and beliefs.

This morning I was awakened my loud voices in the hall so being who I am I went to investigate to find my son with a homeless man and to catch a glimpse of a female fleeing the scene. What I found before that was another pile of emptied garbage bags strewn between the k-wing exit and the basement exit in the hall between the wings.

My words to the man were "I trust you guys not to make a mess when you get inside". Or words to that effect anyway, making it sound like I actually opened the door and let them into the building. That was my brain blaming me because I didn't check the door after K3 came in at midnight and I should have. While I didn't technically open the door and say come in I might as well have. My failure to check the door allowed them inside.

In that my son is correct in saying I lied but I wasn't lying about the actually opening the door and letting them in. I feel that it was my responsibility because I didn't go check to make sure the door was closed and because I figure if they do get in it is because they need to be. Does that make sense... the words I need to express the feeling are not coming out properly.

I didn't let them in by opening the door, I let them in by not making sure the door was shut tight.

If they came into a building that was open, they did so because they needed shelter. I would not deny them shelter but by accepting that shelter they owe the building some respect?.

Again I lose the logic behind the thought. It makes sense in my head but I can't articulate it.

Shelter should be a right but if they bring garbage inside or otherwise mess up the building then they do not deserve it. They should treat the building the way they would treat their own home. You don't bring garbage into your home you take it out. You do not shit on the floors of your home or allow your pet to, you use a bathroom and/or you clean it up. You don't just walk away and let it sit there.

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