Washington

I'm sitting in the Citizen's Library of Washington, Pa. This is important because at this moment I'm staring into the abyss of a completely desecure future. My car is packed with all my stuff and over the last few weeks I've left Oklahoma behind, visited my friends in Ohio, visited Matt in Sharon, visited Ernie here by the Ohio River, and now have no more places to visit, meaning I am now completely a vagrant: homeless, and jobless. And that's a rather unnerving thought. I've not enough money to rent an apartment, so it's me and my car and whatever hollow I can find to spend the night. I imagine I'll probably end up picking up a temporary job in the Pittsburgh/Sharon/Washington area, but it's going to be awhile before I can afford a place to stay. And in this regard, my car full of stuff is more of a liability than an asset. If it was just me and a backpack, I could find all kinds of places to camp out, but that's a lot harder with a '97 Buick Park
Avenue.

But that's what you get when you don't plan ahead. Living in a van, down by the river...

This is probably the reason I was never voted "Most Likely to Succeed."