Street Sense, Part I
Never really thought I would be homeless! Never thought I would be writing something for a homeless newspaper. Strange, there comes a time when everyone’s homeless story becomes ONE. I guess this is mine. Don’t really matter where it starts, the important thing is where you end up. The journey, as much as people tell you, is not fun at all. The end is important, but just another beginning. The story I am about to tell is certainly a unique one. Friends, family, love, homelessness. My need and desire is to inform as many people as I can. This story needs to be heard and understood quickly. It’s not a “story of the outside,” from the “other side,” or the “right side.” Don’t know what story to start with, but God willing, the Street Sense will come out of me.