My mother never knew I was homeless.
She never knew. I said, "Aw mama I got friends out
here I went to college with, I'm staying at my
partner's house man." I couldn't tell her I was homeless.
That would've broke her heart. And, my mother had
allowed me to put an answering machine in the attic
of the house. Just a phone line and an answering machine.
I was out there living in the car and I was struggling but
I could call back to that answering machine and see if I
got any work. You know back in the day you punch your
code in, [DOOT]. You have a message. And so, I was
washing up in a hotel and I used to go to really nice
hotels cause they had like wash cloths, and I'd get a
bunch of them and run them under hot water and I'd go
in the stall and I'd wet my body and then some of them
would have soap on them and I'd soap myself up.
Then I would go out, and I would get another handful
and wet them down and I'd come and I'd take the soap
off with them. Well, I got soaped up, but a convention
was in town and they had let out for breakfast and so
for 45 minutes, it was just a parade of men coming
in that bathroom. And I had taken off my clothes to
get lathered up, and I - all of a sudden this soap is
drying on me, and I just let the lid down and
I set some towels down -
I just started crying and a guy heard me in there
and he said, "Hey, sir, are you okay?" I said, "Oh, yeah,
yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine." But I was done at that point.
I said that's it, man. I can't do this anymore.
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