It has been about a month since I have been living this life of homelessness. I feel a sense of loss within me since I have no idea where I come from. I feel sort of alone and I have no idea where to go from here or what to do.
I found another shelter as I began wondering around the streets to find some answers. I just took myself and the clothes upon my back and headed down the street. I let my feet guide me and fate take me to where I need to go. Now, I am lying down upon this not so comfortable cot resting my body. I plan to stay here for about a week and then I will begin to make my next step to find out my past.
I feel like I have a huge case of amnesia but I do not think I have been hit in the head, nor do I think anything bad has happened. I guess I will find out someday what my past holds. Until then I must build a bridge from my present to the future. One day at a time.
Tibet an Summers.