Occupy Baltimore 

I was behind schedule and the sun was starting to go low as I came through downtown Baltimore, but I knew I had to stop when I found myself passing by the Occupy Baltimore encampment along the Inner Harbor on East Pratt Street.
On my walks, I found it was almost impossible to budget time to collect messages, like I'm going to stay here at this senior center for twenty minutes, or I'll stop at this Tea Party rally until 1:00, because I never knew who I was going to meet or what kind of stories I'd hear. Some people wrote just a few lines to the president, but others scribed two or three pages and I never rushed them.