Once in a while I wake up feeling like I am nowhere; just adrift off some distant coast. One might think this feeling is preceded by a night of debauchery and drunkenness but that is never the case. I wake up sometimes feeling like I have been asleep for years but I have not rested one bit. Today is one of those days. It seems to be a perfect storm of tiny things that come together to form one giant ball of crap that just hits me in my face, repeatedly. Tomorrow is another day and so on and so forth…
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Finding Home
I think we often underestimate the power and importance of home
Not home as in a building but home as a place to get renewed and refreshed; a place of refuge
Home is that place where one should feel welcomed, no matter what
I think it’s possible to have a place to live but still be homeless
I’m getting a mobile home and i’ll carry it on the inside
I’m saying no to homelessness
