My instincts are always to help. Sometimes the help is unwanted. Like Tuesday Morning when I shot this picture. I had just purchased a quick meal for breakfast and was pulling out of a parking lot when I saw her. I snapped a picture and immediately felt like crap. I pulled over a little ways up the street and walked back with my breakfast in hand. She yelled at me to stay away. I could sense mental illness. It was depressing.
...400 feet away is