I lied to a homeless
man today.
Him: Can you help me out with eighty-five cents?
Me: Sorry, I don’t
have any cash on me.
Fact:
I had several dollars in quarters in my wallet because I was
doing laundry across the street.
ego’s tirade:
That was spiritual.
So much for living a life without lying.
Way to be in fear.
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