paul

paul is 41, and he loves Michael Jackson. paul wants to become a support worker and get a job at the local hospital. but right now he has a can of beer, and a planned visit to the betting shop, and he knows it's not good, but he's a Christian and you've got to take the good with the bad. and he can sing like Michael, and he wants to heal the world, and he wants me to educate him. but I can't do that...just lend him my ear and my time and share a little space in the sunshine with him, on my way back home, this lazy afternoon.