If I look back into my mind, I could remember a few times Ive ran away from home... Although I dont think about it much these days... But a couple of times I can remember Ive had the door slammed in my face, so I had to find other places to sleep for the night. I can remember there was a time when I was about 18, I spent the night in a storage closet. ****... SMH Now that is an interesting story... Maybe Ill tell it one day. I learned so much about life and struggle that night... One thing I learned is that no matter happens to me, I have the type of spirit where I'll always find a way to survive. From that night on, the way I thought about homeless people had completely changed. I swear I have been thru so much in my life, I could write a book about the **** I done been through.