Day 6: Fallacy
If you go to the store and get a candy bar
I hope the trip isn’t long or you went to far.
I like Halloween because of the candy,
but I would rather have ice cream because it is handy.
On Easter, there are eggs and Jellybeans,
but skittles have all the colors and shimmery beams.
O chocolate, o chocolate, where art thou?
I would put you on my face and a lifted brow.
Day 5: Freedom
I am free because my children are grown and I only have me to take care of.
I am free because I don’t have to eat vegetables, I can supplement veggies.
I am free to walk around my apartment in my underwear.
I am free to write on my blog all day long. I am free to snack and watch TV.
I am free to exercise all day and go straight to bed.
I am free to work all day and night if I like. I am free to do nothing.
I am free to play video games until my thumbs get calluses.
Not everyone has freedom and I am appreciative for it which means no one is going to take it away from me because I am free.
I used to go to visit my family and best friend every year. Sometimes I would stay with my family and sometimes I would stay with my best friend. I usually go around the Christmas holiday and leave after the Egyptian Christmas to cover everything. Go to vineyards, local casinos and the beach. I haven’t been there in almost three years.
I would also meet my friends in Las Vegas once a year for a girls weekend, but I have not done that in probably 5-6 years. We usually stay at a nice hotel, go to a club, buffet Sunday brunch, have some gambling, and the weekend is over. It is a nice visit.
I would love to go on a cruise anywhere for a three to four-day vacation that only costs about a few hundred dollars. Mexico, Caribean, or Uk. Four people experiencing life together. Taking pictures making memories and new found friends.
This vacation would be anywhere out of the country. I would love to see the Colosseum, the green grass of Ireland, Stonehenge, pyramids, and Asia jungles. I think experiencing things that we take for granted may change someone’s perspective in life.
Right now I can’t even afford to just to see my family. I want the inspiration to make it important to do or a regular basis. I do have a link for my friends and family to help me with building a travel fund.
Day 4: Seconds
One minute I am looking for cars and within seconds there is one passing by my foot!
A group of us is talking pleasantly about children and in a flash things are being thrown around the room.
One second a girl is watching the road then a text beeps, she looks at here phone, not even reading it just because the sound started her and now there is a car crash.
I am in a cell phone store looking at her phone and in a few seconds, someone is there with a gun not yelling but saying to lay down.
Plenty of things can happen in seconds whether we know it or not but it is important to pay attention.
I go to sleep most nights and wake up not know where I am or where I’ve been and who was with me.
I lie in the grass where I am surrounded by these dandelions realizing that I can make a necklace. I am somewhere from my past where there were other children my age. Where am I?
There is this wonderful broken road that was important enough to build around the mountain, but now it moves through a piece of the mountain. It is near the ocean, but being makes it a special place. Where am I?
I am moving slowly up and up with a clickety click and swoosh, I am going down at so fast my eyes are watering. I am spinning and finally my stomach catches up to me. Where am I?
I see amazing buildings older than my country. I smell sweets that I have never lived around. I see a palace with mirrors all around me. Where am I?
I lie feeling warm yet cold and smell the air. I hear rushing water and a train passing by. Where am I?
I open my eyes and realize that I was asleep dreaming of past times. I am camping at a park with a stream near the train because it was hidden. I was in my sleeping bag in my tent. While being homeless, I realized that having a good camp spot can make a world of a difference in getting good rest.
Day 2: Reflections
My room is a mess.
I have clothes that need to be cleaned. I have clothes that don’t fit. I have clothes I don’t wear. I have trash to throw out. I need to organize everything in this room.
My living room is a mess.
I have trash on the desk. I have a dirty carpet. I have no seating arrangements. I have not decorated. I need to make this room as an office or entertaining room but organize it.
My kitchen is a mess.
I have dirty counters that need cleaning. I have a floor that is dirty. I have cabinets untidy. I have a refrigerator that has to be emptied, cleaned, and reorganized.
My hair is a mess.
I have no style in my hair. I have to clean and deep condition it. I have not cut or trimmed it. I need an organized natural hair style.
Messy isn’t who I am.
I am not a messy person, I just have messy habits. I want to be organized in all I do to function properly. Patience and endurance can bring me to an organized me.
Wring 101: Day 1: Magic
Cleaning my apartment is hard to do.
I live alone and answer my phone
and always eat lots of food.
I always think of ways to clean
but never get it done
my friends seem to be mean,
but I sit all day on my bum.
Lately in my apartment building, there have been plenty of people that have lost their homes. I can count at least 7 this year that I know personally. I know that it is hard to maintain a place when you are used to being on the streets or coming from the homeless community.
Most of the people that lived in this building that I knew had previously been homeless, had mental conditions, and/or had substant abuse issues. When someone becomes homeless, most people have had a bad experience that got them there. Once homeless for two years or more these people start to develop additional issues and conditions that may be hard to fix. For example, some people have a bipolar disorder. While these people with bipolar can be treated, they are homeless and it makes it hard to work on the condition with medical assistance on a consistent due to no permanent residence. After awhile, they start to self-medicate (abuse substances) to ease the condition.
Now the homeless have a chance for a place “Alone” and are expected with case management to function normally. I agree that this sounds great to an outsider looking in. Case management can help the few people that don’t need tons of supervision and help to do normal tasks but resources for additional assistance. For example, these almost normal people just need to utilize additional assistance (food banks, utility assistance, and rental assistance) to stay afloat. Unfortunately, most of the people that come from the homeless community also need routine mental help, schedule weekly contact on what a normal person does.
At the end of the day, most of these previously homeless clients are creating habits that are bound to cause a loss of their residence. I think case management should monitor them for at least six months and then recommend accordingly. Most of the case management have such a large workload that they don’t have time for such individual attention. There are groups available for people who really want to progress but by the time they realize it is necessary, they are in the process of losing their place.
I have often thought there should be a group or program to teach residents coming from a homeless community how or what to expect to be normal again. For example, having a monthly budget and how to slowly interact with a community, and finding a project to take up some wasted time to prevent substance abuse. I think they all, of course, take a computer class.
I was reading my emails when I saw a link that lead to a Good House Keeping article about childhood stars and where are they now. I then went to the room because I was sleepy. I turned the tv on and the show “Family Ties” was on. Later that evening I saw him in a show called, “The Good Wife”.
I called my mother and told her about the incident. She remembered that the other day I read off names of actors/actresses that were still alive from her era. She asked about Katherine Hepburn and mentioned that her sister played on a show with Jackie Gleason. I said it was called the “Honey Mooners”. A little later I was talking to another person when that show came on. I saw the woman and her name was Audrey but she had a different last name. So I took a picture and sent it to my mom’s phone.
I bought a lotto ticket because I thought I would win. It seems like that wasn’t just good luck, it just was a lot of coincidences in one day. Maybe one day I’ll actually win the lottery randomly that would be awesome.