I was doing lines of coke off a stripper.

i was homeless for the next two years. i worked hard, and had just enough work to get through it, but not to get a place. the money i had. 1700.00 i gave to my then ex, then the savings and loan went bust and i lost everything. to get into a place, it was first 500, last 500 and security 500 to come up with, and every month for 23 months i almost had the money, but something would always come up, a friend would need help, or i'd have to pay bills of some kind(yes, even homeless) and when people find out you're homeless, they veer away from you, although i always had a shower, even when it got down to low teens, i just pretended that the hose i was using was a mountain stream.... and had fresh clean clothes. the hardest part was no refridgerator. everything costs triple, and you can't save food. i was still the only one to make it out of the woods. 75 vets and one lawyer, and an accountant were in that woods....today, that woods still holds some of those homeless.


i think my saving grace, was that i have no vices. everyone had a vice in that woods, and they were constantly offering me theirs.....funny how that works....that the human race indirectly wants to kill itself off in mode of a short lived "good time".....