The last few days were full of drama. The day before last, the cops told me that I had to move from my sleeping spot. So, I worked with my neighbor who got most of her things into a storage van by watching her stuff and moving it nearby. She told me that she would be back by 2:30pm. So, I waited. After sometime, night fall came. I knew at that point something was holding her up.I still waited. I hadn't eaten since morning and barely had my three fruits for the day. Finally around 9pm. I started moving my stuff to where some of my friends were staying.
I told them that I was moving my stuff to their spot and I started moving it after 9pm. One of them told me that they would come in a half an hour. I waited for a little bit, but I could soon tell that they wouldn't be back in 30 minutes. So, I started moving my stuff and abandoning my neighbors stuff. Finally in the middle of my moving my stuff to the stop, did my friends show up. They had gotten my a green curd and mixed vegetable soup at a Chinese restaurant. I at that while one of them helped me move the rest of my stuff.
I pitched up my tent and moved everything in and fell a sleep. The next morning I ate and started getting ready to go meet a friend. But, then the cops showed up and again and told me to take down my tent. So, I did. My friends hadn't come back yet. When they did, they told me that they were going to get married. So, I told them that I was going to put my stuff behind their tent and go. I left after taking down my tent. I found out that I missed my friend by 20 minutes. That evening. That was after I went out to panhandle.
When I was out panhandling, this drunk guy name Jack sat down next to me because I was so frustrated at how slow it was going because of the article in the New York Post. He had been homeless for 17 years. But he is an alcoholic, so that is his reason. Then while I was talking to Jack this other guy walks by and is complaining about getting a $50 gift card for food and not knowing where to sell it for his drugs. This made me feel sick to my stomach since I would have loved that gift card if it was given to me... He did give me some orange juice though from that store, which was delicious.
I was begging for warm food and for laundry money. But, since I feared that I wouldn't get money for laundry, I stated, "Can someone please help me get some Vegan food?" Several people gave to me some money. Some more than others. One man gave me an avocado. I loved eating that. One guy from Staten Island gave me a couple of dollars, he is a Vegan too!!! The first amount of money I go was from a woman who was born and raised in different state but had a friend who is Vegan. I was so grateful for that and all the donations I go yesterday money wise.
This Hispanic woman and her two small children gave me some pretzels, I was so touched by that. My eyes lit up as if it was Christmas to see those beautiful children giving me something to eat. Then this woman I think her name is "Jen" she gave me an apple and a pear. I had only had a banana and a plum as fruit so far, so I was thrilled. We talked a bit about religion and I explained that I can't get Vegan food in the City Shelters without a doctor's note, and that since I write my blog on my computer that I can't go into the shelter without leaving it and my table which I do my pay-to-click websites on when I can't use my computer somewhere else. Which makes it hard, because then I have to leave both with a friend and travel everyday just to use them. Plus I can only charge my phone for 15 minutes in a day at the shelter.
She gave me some money and told me to go to this restaurant called "Dine Inn". I would I gone but I wanted to save my money to wash me clothes, so I passed up on eating there for now. When I got back to my spot, my clothes, my tent, and my vegan mini muffins were gone. Someone took most of my friends things as well. They moved elsewhere by the time I got there because I went to eat some Chinese Green Curd and mix vegetable soup.
I was so tired, I just pushed things closer together and went to sleep. In the morning I waited for my friends to move me to where they are. But I moved my stuff (even a shopping cart with now no working wheels to where I was before), there I saw a local drunk who sometimes watches my stuff. I asked him to watch my stuff. He said that he would if I got him a beer. I was so desperate, that I got him a beer when I went to get breakfast. While I was coming back I met that neighbor, who when she went to her storage the other day, had to unpack all her bags in front of the storage staff to make sure they didn't have any bugs.
So, I went to where the drunk was to give him his beer and moved my stuff over to where the neighbor was. She then went to shower which took several hours. But finally I was able to do my pay-to-click and write here. Now, I need to go to Brooklyn to buy things I need for cheap or to get a raincheck. Either way I will get things cheaper than if I pay full price... Because of coupons and sales
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