#0000 Homeless in Carpool Parking Lot’S

This would be patient zero – the inaugural sail alone. I was lost in my disabilities (Dissociative Identity Disorder, PTSD, Cardiac-Death, Peripheral Neuropathy, and Bipolar Depression). and chronic pain. I left home for the final time thinking I could never be employable. I moved from carpool-to-carpool staying only a couple of nights in my tent (one-person tents are fine, three-person tents are mobile storage units). I prefer the easy-goes it tent for homelessness on a budget.

I thought, I would find myself being alone. Trying to navigate the new map of life I’d been given. My gut said, “I would find purpose” – instead, I found Crazy Carl.



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