growing beards and stinking. yes, i am homeless.
Its been a few days since I have had no permanent address, and it feels great. The first thing I noticed as a newly crowned homeless man is that my bags are heavy as hell. without wheels, every time you hear “the hostel is 2 blocks ahead and to the left” you just say oh gawd and put them down to rest. Then you begin to notice how uncomfortable you become if you don’t have access to showers for several days. Then the loneliness settles in :(.
Tomorrow I am going camping for a few days in a forest up north. I am volunteering in a program for the correction of juvenile delinquents. Think something along the lines of Boot Camp, for all you Maury Povich fans. I may die.
After that, I need to find a job, and fast, because at this rate I will not have any money after mid-april, unless I begin pan handling.
