Being homeless ain’t all it’s set out to be. You feel like you stink (even though you just showered), you are tired as fuck (with nowhere to take a nap) and all your dogs aren’t there. To be honest, it’s fucking terrible and I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy. But I guess that’s what you get for having your life dedicated to “spinning”. Spinning started out as like a fun thing to do but now it is like constant spinning going on in my head. I don’t know if it has anything to do with being homeless but fuck it.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned today, is beggers can’t be choosers or you get what you get and you don’t get upset. I feel like I’ve said that to just about anyone that has offered a helping hand. I don’t really have a choice in the matter.
I guess you know you are from Boston when you’re homeless and you’ve been to Dunkin’ Donuts four times in one day. 4 times, no joke. I guess as a homeless man with free Dunkin’ Donuts at his disposal ain’t too bad. Besides there are many people out there who have been homeless much longer than me and have struggled much longer. So I really don’t have anything to complain about. Besides the fact that I think I stink, I can’t take beloved 3-hour nap, and I feel like a mooch.
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