
i have a recurring thought whenever i am transiting around this town, be it by bike or by foot, although i never have it when riding or driving in a car. i am constantly assessing my surroundings for places i would sleep if i ended up houseless. this then leads me to think of what i would consider valuable or of necessity if the circumstances would arise. i am not sure of the implications of such thoughts, or why they recur so frequently. preparation, romantic fantasy, boredom? however, i have found many little nooks and crannies of the city that seem suitable for shelter, many are used, many are not, for what reason i may never know. it is hard to hear other voices if you are constantly speaking..........