Last night was my 7th and final night on the floor. I did not wake up this morning with any heart-stopping revelation. Instead, I think what I have gained this week is a new-found empathy for the poor around me. Before this experience, I had sympathy, but little empathy for those in my community who went to sleep at night but not in a bed. I hope to keep pushing myself into difficult experiences that will give me even more empathy for those in need, so that when I see a man with a hungry sign or hear of a woman that can't pay her power bill my personal experiences won't allow me to turn a blind eye to the immediate need.