8/25/09: I don’t want my mother to know that even I think this one’s crazy. Where am I going to sleep, and will I feel safe and secure enough to get any sleep? Where will I bathe? Where will I access clean water, and where will I crap? These are my major worries. If I could scout out an acceptable, secure place where I might feel relatively free from getting harassed by the police or by late night partiers or by the homeless or by drug dealers or by thugs, then I might be less nervous. But you have to figure that these few great “camping” places have been staked and claimed already, and that if I plop down in one of them, I’ll have a turf battle on my hands. I could hang out with some of our clients but many of them are terrible alcoholics, or drug users and still others we suspect are dealers. Don’t really want to deal with any of that at 3 AM, and certainly don’t want to be arrested for something worse than vagrancy.
8/31/09: Thank God Erace Homelessness is successfully behind us. It is an exhausting undertaking but we had a record turnout so we’re happy about that. Now we have to get back to the DRCOG problem.
9/1/09: I have to keep reminding myself that I’m going to be the scary guy. It was a great relief to come up with a park I know well as a possible place to sleep, at least on my first night as a homeless person. I spent a lot of time there as a kid, it’s a manageable size in a nice neighborhood, and there are some bushes clustered together that should offer some cover, at least they did back then. I’ll have to go scout it out.
9/3/09: I got over to the park. There is in fact a perfect collection of bushes providing lots of cover and inside them is a perfect place to sleep the size of one person. There were several beer bottles, a vodka bottle and some pants left where there was supposed to have been a completely undiscovered crash pad. It might be a little too small and a little too popular for my comfort.
9/16/09: Last night in my condo. It’s a surreal feeling that I’ve garaged my car where it will stay, I’ll be using my bed for the last time tonight, my shower for the last time tomorrow morning, that I’ll be shuttering and leaving my place tomorrow morning not to return until our DRCOG funding is restored. Our formal homeless protest, our “homeless strike” begins. I’ve been thinking and worrying about this for a month now so it’s a relief that it’s finally beginning because it won’t be over until it begins.
9/17/09: The big day. I made my announcement this morning. Tonight I will be homeless.