"Slowly I turned, step by step, inch by inch ..."
These are not the words of some great philosopher outlining a transition but part of an old vaudeville sketch performed by damned near every comedic troupe in the early parts of last century. My favorite version being the "Susquehanna Hat Company." See: Slowly I Turned - Wikipedia
But it's my life right now as I transition from troubles to stability.
I have found I need to keep the word "homeless" out of many conversations -- as I was warned by homeless experts early on -- because the word carries with it heavy judgment.
I never spent time on the streets. I didn't have a cardboard sign on street corners. I don't have addiction issues, unless beer at The Tap is a problem. (OK, I have a slight problem with bratwurst.)
In these times, though, we live in a brittle economy where many people could be without an address in a day -- as was and is my condition.
I'm nearly out of it with the help of family and friends, meager government support and just goddamned luck.
And I certainly made it through this magical misery tour with the help support of you, dear readers.
I work Friday but I'm going to have a three-day weekend from the blog.
Peace and warmer temperatures unto you my brothers and sisters.