It's raining today in downtown river valley. 

In my work, I often wonder if I'll be the last person that someone will get to complain to about not having medicine or food or money to buy clothes for their children. It's a self-important thought, but when you talk to someone whom is about to die and you both know it, then it starts to mutate back into a sense of responsibility. It's difficult to draw rightly the line between -responsible for- and -responsible to- just like it is a hard…