To be homeless created a feeling of fear and despair. He found it a heartbreaking and soul destroying affair. This weighed heavily on his mind

The thought of night time looming, with no abode, at the back of his mind. Not to mention the cold and the elements. The discomforts that comes with it

Time is of the essence, he felt demoralised. He wondered, will friends and family rally around? But, hospitality soon runs out!

Cold floors and sleeping in arm chairs. Where to wash was becoming a problem

Since he was made redundant from work, next thing in his relationship, all of a sudden more cracks seemed to show so his relationship then withered


Money became scarce, one thing led to another etc. Before he knew it, he was homeless and on the street!.

This lasted for a good few years not owning his own front door key. Living, drifting from day to day, here and there, anywhere his feet will carry him

He lost his sense of pride and dignity. Suddenly, he had to adjust to things,he wasn't used to.


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