In Some Small Way We All Share Each Others’ Experiences — (Even Homelessness) – By Carmelene Melanie Siani
Touching and insightful
Soon after I woke up this morning I had a strange experience.
I had dreamed of a homeless man I had breakfast with in San Francisco years ago who told me something I’ve never forgotten.
“Being homeless ain’t about not having four walls, or not having stuff or an address,” he’d said. “It’s about not being from somewhere’s.”
He went on to explain, gesturing with his hand, that me and the other people around him sitting there in that diner, well, we all were from somewhere’s.
“Ya’ll carry that somewhere’s that you’re from inside of you. It’s part of who you are.”
He paused, making sure that I was understanding him and looked directly at me with his pale blue eyes.
“You?” he said, nodding his chin in my direction. “You’re not just you sitting there across the table from me. You’re a person with a place—a fire. It’s part…
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