Twenty-three years ago, at just 19 years old, I was homeless.
I wasn’t on drugs or alcoholic. I was just an angry, misguided kid with problems I didn’t know how to handle.
I spent the better part of six months sleeping on a park bench in Tustin Meadows Park in Tustin, California, USA.
I am now homeless again. But not in the way you might think…This time, things are a little different.Read the rest of this entry »
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