I am going to be homeless again shortly. I see the end coming quickly for my short stay in Houston.
I guess in the end, being homeless is going to be a test again of my powers to survive and I feel like the ones on the streets become my friends.
I will no longer know the pleasure of a shower on a daily basis,, just the sponge bath.
I will no longer know the restful sleep,, just stress of keeping one eye open. I guess the journey I undertake soon will be the journey I have avoided for all of my life,, the journey to discover my instincts and survive. Peace.
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