DAY NINETEEN

Nineteen days into being homeless or rather a homeless wannabe. i really am giving a lot of thoughts to stopping this homeless trek. damn cops tired of their assholery, tired of sleeping with my eyes open, homeless men seem to be following me around now, every where i go my old hang outs are being haunted by them, went back to the health food store and the supermarket where i worked before they would not even see me i was curious why so i changed my hair covering and went inside the stores and at both places there was some homeless guy doing what i had done before, i got a chance to talk to the womon at one of the stores she told me when i did not show up again this homeless guy showed up everyday so she was going to continue to use him untill he stopped coming and if i wanted to check in everyday to see what was happening i could do that. well i suppose that was my error, i had seen the guy on the streets and it seemed to me he was constantly watching me, when i caught his eyes he winked and smiled and me, i said to myself yep that's him i remember the no teeth smile from somewhere before, i said to myself he was watching were i would go and come in after me,( i heard a voice known as me alter in my head and she was laughing like mad and repeating the word paranoia paranoia, i think it may be soon time for me to put my ass back in a house.