On May 2, 2022 I became homeless...

My Homeless Adventures

A day after one of my best, bestest friends Charles Costa III passed on, my father and I had an argument and he kicked me out of his house. Today, it will be four months since I've slept at the place that is STILL my legal residence, although, no longer my home. I am, and have been, less the place I used to call home for four months. I have been sleeping on couchs, in cars, at rest areas, in parking lots, on other couches, at friends', at Walmart, on an air matress in a parking area, at former best friend's, on bunk beds, at ponds, at beaches, down the Cape, in Marshfield, Fall River, Lakeville, Swansea, and all the way to East Bridgewater and back again. Back from where? Exactly.

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