I’ve been thinking about Diogenes wandering around with a lamp in the daylight searching for an honest man.
I don’t even really know what one would look like if I found one. My life is far too full of little political decisions — niceties or formalities or simple laziness — to really know what an honest life would look like.
Jenni and I spent the morning delivering for Moveable Feast to Baltimore-area AIDS patients. When we are delivering we can only say we are with a “food service” because many of these patients keep their disease a secret from their employers, neighbors and even friends and family for fear of losing their apartments or jobs.
I’ll admit that as people signed their orders that I wondered whether or not there was somehow AIDS on my pen that could make its way into my body. AIDS is scary. These people have a good reason for the lies that they tell. I don’t.
My resolution for 2009 is to figure out what it means to be an honest man. I’ve got a marriage and a career developing, it seems like a good time to figure out exactly what truth looks like in my life.