Had more to say but my ass got sore on the unforgiving bench. Heh. Gorgeous night out. Real nice weather. Not too hot, not too cold, but juuuuust right.. ya know? One of my roommates from the Salvation Army just sauntered by; apparently he has the Warcraft movie torrent and is excited to watch it. Cool. Not really my cuppa, but all the power to him. Lol. It's 8pm on Monday the 13th. June. My departure from aforementioned Salvation Army is rapidly approaching. I'm meeting with my Dad on the 20th to hand over a travel bag with some of my things. Safe keeping until I secure a locker at the 'warehouse' or Mustard Seed. Peace of mind so I don't lose anything or have to drag it around throughout my day. Did I envision homelessness to be this exact way? Well no, not really. That's not to say it's been all bad, or all good, but that it's a lot more complex. I'd still like a sidekick, a confidante, or something like that. Not always so easy to achieve or find. Will I ever work again? Chances are good. Let's be honest here; I'm a thirty year old with a whole lot of life left. Hopefully anyway, lol. For right now though... I'm just being me. Free from the horror of my last apartment, free from the awful negativity and abuse from my last roommate. That.. that's worth more than money can buy. Kylo signing off. Back to my room. Time to scour my hockey forum. Time to possibly wait for a call to go get stoned. A guy can hope, right? :)
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