After staying with a friend over the weekend I am back at the Harvard Square shelter for a one night bed. Just looking forward to a couple of grilled cheese sandwiches and hopefully a good night of sleep. I am really tired and now I fear I caught a cold.
Days like Monday are tough when you are outside most of the day. It was just cold and raw and the day just dragged on. I kill time having coffee in Au Bon Pain or Starbucks on Church St or the Harvard Coop cafe reading. Luckily somebody always throws the NY Times away in the coffee shops so that kills time.
Still checking every morning for a long term bed...just seems like nothing is moving in the system.
I will be honest it does wear me down.
While waiting to call at 9:30 I met another person bouncing around. I got in and he didn't. He won't go to Boston and sleep and what he winds up doing boggles the mind.
He takes the subway to South Station and buys a ticket to Foxwoods for $26 ( he panhandles and sells Spare Change the homeless newspaper). Now for that $26 he can sleep 2 hours to Connecticut and then the casino gives him $25 back in coupons for 2 "free" bets and the 'all you can eat buffet'. Then later in the morning he comes back to Boston and the vicious circle starts again. It sounds nuts but that is what people do to survive.
Anyhow I can not wait until Saturday morning when I can re-apply for a 2 week bed here at Harvard. Again for those who have offered support thank you from the bottom of my heart.