My life is so crazy right now. I have set my alarm early for tomorrow as I am going to the Church service at the Church I spoke of earlier. The service starts at 9. Hoping to meet a lot of new people. Then I am walking all the way to Diannes to get my mail. They have kindly left it outside in a birdhouse/mailbox for me so I won't have to knock on the door and talk to anyone. I would actually still talk to Tom (her brother) as I still think he is a nice man. Nothing like his sister. Then I walk all the way home just in time to go to a BBQ at a friends. My day is going to be filled with people and fun and hopefully laughter (I really do miss laughter). It sounds so,.... normal.
But the next morning ~ Monday morning ~I am back on the streets homeless. Crazy! I have no idea what I will do with my stuff. I have so much and I can't even carry half of it! But if theres anything I have learned living here in the past few weeks, it's that things change very quickly here. My situation is so fluid,... and knowing this I will fight to the very last minute. Which means I will spend the whole day tomorrow looking for accomodation. I have no embarrassment. I have been going into shops and introducing myself and explaining that planned accommodations fell through (I never say who by or where - none of anyones business) and I have found myself homeless. I mean I talk to everyone. I chatted with a Hells Angel biker this morning! And tomorrow I will ask a whole congregation at the Church. I will give it my all. I will not go down without a fight. I want to live and I want to live here,... and tomorrow I will do everything I can to make that happen.
But,... if by Monday I am out on the street,... I don't know,... I don't honestly know what I will do as I won't allow myself to think that far ahead. For now,... I just hope.
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