Dew will not be found at the foot of my bed. At least, not any longer. Now that I have a tent, the morning dew stays on the outside walls and on the inside walls. The water will fall down and get on me only if I move the tent or scrape up against the walls.
For the longest time, I didn't want to accept a tent. I thought it was going to get stolen.
There have been about two different times when I came back to find that my stuff had grown legs and walked around - metaphorically. (Some A-hole moved my stuff.) Fortunately, I found it not far off from where I sleep.
One time I didn't find my things that night. Luckily, there had been another homeless man up at the same spot nights before who left clothes in a bag and never came back for them. I was able to find a couple sweaters and a jacket to keep myself somewhat warm for the night. I didn't sleep that much. There was no dew in the morning. That would have made the hours go by even more slowly that they had been.
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My Completed Freewriting prompts:
- Faster Than Light
- Cane (Bonus: Red Wine)
- A Ridiculous Amount of Fun
- The Entryway
- Her Homemade Jams
- Back Pain
- Bored Stiff
- Home Alone and Doctor’s Office
- Monkey’s Wedding
- A Kiss
- 40 Percent Off
- One Year
- Frosting a Cake
- Describe the Room You Are In