i've been aware for a while now that there appears to be something weird happening here.

there were two places i was in the process of putting something down on, and they both mysteriously evaporated.

i don't know what the purpose of making me spend some time on the streets is. but, you're bound to learn more about me than i am to learn about the process.

the fact is that i actually have been homeless before, on a couple of occasions. this experience is not likely to be different than the other ones.

i am not going to rely on the kindness of strangers, or interact with the other people on the street at all. i will be spending my time in libraries and coffee shops. i will be straight edge during the process. and, i will have a singular focus on getting out of the city and setting the studio back up somewhere else.

anybody that approaches me during this process and offers me drugs or alcohol is likely to be met with physical violence. i have no interest at all, whatsoever, in being inebriated while homeless.

i'm not going to go on a wild adventure, either. this is not the time for that. i will stick very close to very safe spaces, and be concerned very strongly about my safety as i'm doing it.

i'm not a wild party person. i am not a "free spirit". i am a nerd. and, a homeless nerd is still a nerd.