Today, I am old. I am near homelessness. I am feeling how it is that I am making this choice and then remember,, for me,, it is a choice.
At any moment my temporary "home" can be taken from me. At any moment, I can be back out there and then I remember, I'm old and homeless.
How is it my life worked out this way? How is it I am where I am? It is as they say, destiny,, or is it in the moment?
Old and homeless,, old and homeless. Peace.
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