Spent the whole day outside since morning.

Went far up north of Toronto to pick up

these vintage golf set and...

turns out, it's probably not worth much,

 

and... I couldn't get on the bus for

many hours because of motion sickness.

 

I ended up  walking 5 hours

(walking is okay) resting and attempting

to sleep on the bench.

 

I was dragging a cart made for this golf set,

and everybody thought I was a homeless.

 

After reading today will be rain,

I took an umbrella as well.

 

When it did rain, I proudly took out

the umbrella which I sandwiched between the clubs

from the case, while others were hiding under the tree.

 

To my surprise, they were the ones pitying me,

looking at me with this closed but widened lips

as if to say sorry.

 

The moment I took the umbrella out of the golf casing,

they took that as a prepared survival thing.

That my items for sustenance was in the golf casing.

The entirety of my livelihood.

 

......which isn't so far from the truth.

 

so I am dragging myself down, trying to find a

bench to rest, but keep moving forward

resting 30 minutes at a time.

 

because i thought it would take few days for me to recover

so better start walking all the way back home.

 

maybe to make it back in 24 hours.

 

thankfully i got better on the way.

 

 

even tried salvaging things people threw away on the way,

determined to get something back from this trip.

not a good idea.

 

i realized at some point, when i was rummaging through

random things people left behind in a small area,

i could be rummaging through stuff another homeless

has left behind. which made me fully homeless.

 

because i couldn't find a bench for a while,

i was flat on my back on the cement,

on the grass, fighting off ants,

nausea from motion sickness.

 

bottom line. i survived. came back.

I've spent roughly 35 dollars on this trip.

 

for..... nothing. waste of time and resource.

 

i guess it was an exercise. on a positive perspective...

 

never again....