Yep.
Could not stay in Kentucky any longer. No jobs there, unless you want to be a lying shill for Obamacare through the agency of General Dynamics in a call center. I could only take three weeks of that.
I've made one truly great friend here on the streets and we have grown closer than brothers. We watch out for each other and share what we can. On that basis, we are going to get jobs and get a place to share expenses. We will climb out of this mess, Hashem willing.
Met a lovely woman who calls herself a "Pastor," although I will never get this idea that women can use a very specifically male title. Makes no sense to me, but that is the topsy-turvey world we live in.
I won't be able to post to this blog on as regular a basis as I would like. And quite frankly, unless enough people show an interest in knowing about the homeless struggle and what it's like out here, by emailing me or leaving comments via the link below, I won't worry too much about it. So, if you have questions about what it's like out here, I will try to check back as often as I can and answer questions.
Tampa is incredibly different and the surrounding suburbs have grown incredibly. I love being back where it is warm even in December.
Shalom.
