I’ve never been homeless for more than 72 hours at a time. This doesn’t qualify me as an actual street person, because I always knew that eventually I had someplace to go.
Whenever I did feel homeless, it was my fault. Either my wife had locked me out of the house, or my parents had kicked me out, for behavior they were tired of trying to correct.
There was also that time after high school when I was in the wind because of an arrest warrant for something really petty but that the state remained...
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