living in berkeley you get pretty used to hearing "spare any change" from alcohol reeking bums dying for another drink. but tonight when christine and i were walking back from blockbuster i saw a middle-aged woman sitting in front of the movie theatre holding out her white coffee cup, silent as the night. and before i could think twice, i had passed her but for the rest of the walk home i could not stop regretting. i should have ran back and emptied out my pockets because only rarely do such things hit my heart and pound on it screaming for me to take action.