Houston Hyatt

I’m buying a 4 dollar coffee in the hotel lobby of the Hyatt fucking Regency Using money provided by the organization sponsoring this whole excursion, Carrying no cash, Attending a conference on working with youth experiencing homelessness. I only exist in this opportunity because once, I slept on the streets. Once, I knew the uncertainty … More Houston Hyatt

Say something

    Somehow things have fallen into place. I have gone and returned and not much has changed, save for myself. It seems often the way of this world and it is such a cliche, yet it still there is truth. I wanted him so much to know me, I have seen now that he … More Say something

My story (so far)

So, this really all started back in February, when I decided that I was going to drive halfway across the country (from Austin, TX to Walla Walla, WA.) A bit of background: I am a formerly homeless, recently married, morbidly obese woman.  To say that I am not good with saving money and don’t have much … More My story (so far)