Life Raft

“There wasn’t much time.

I had foolishly thrown myself out the airlock, and it was not like I planned an escape.  It was either leave now  or forever be consumed by the ship.

And to make matters more interesting, I’ve lost my communicator, so I’m using the basic one that came with the raft….”

 

 

 

02.10.2019

Hi guys!

I’m Eugene Hardy, and I currently reside in San Diego(?)
First some good news, I managed to find employment and I start sometime next week.  So now my only problem is finding somekind of shelter beyond sleeping under a tree.

Because when you sleep under a tree, especially at night, you find that interesting things walk about at night.

No, I’m not talking about animals with fur and four legs, (although I did see the odd cat stalking about.  I wonder what it hunts), but men hunting for sex and drugs, (after 11 pm in Balboa Park, I rarely see women).

But I have seen men smoking crystal meth, and it makes me cry thinking about it.  Because I can also clearly see that this drug means them no good.  In mannerisms its similar to crack cocaine, that they search the ground, with flashlights, trying to find rocks to smoke that likely do not exist.  They walk like zombies with jerky movements, without straight lines.  (And, what ever you do, don’t loan out your pen!).

I have been on the streets for nearly thirteen days….

Some of that time was spent in a bathhouse called Club San Diego.  Plenty of sex there, even when I didn’t want any, but only some time anyway from streets and Balboa Park.  But to be honest I rarely slept, but it was cheap sheltor away from rains that has soaked my belongings for three days straight.

Although, I think the bathhouse The Body Zone was better, they both have something in common: A third of their club members don’t like guys who are hiv+.

And I can’t blame them, not one bit.  HIV/AIDS is likely the worse date killer you could possibly have when it comes to quick sex.

One of the things that became waterlogged was my current personal journal, which I would gladly throw away if it wasn’t for the other entries already there.

Now I have to get used to the idea of writing online….

 

 

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