Where to Sleep

Well, I just made it home. It was a seven day walk back from Akron, Ohio to Evanston, IL. I’m sitting on my bed in a daze. It feels strange to be indoors. I slept outside every night for a week.

I think I might sleep outside tonight. There’s a little patch of grass in front of my apartment. There’s something about the padding of grass or leaves that surpasses a mattress.

The thing is I’m more worried about the threat of a stranger then the wild animals of the outdoors. So maybe I’ll forgo it for tonight. Unless I pull my car up onto the grass and sleep under the car for protection like our cats did when I was a kid.

Though there was that terrible morning that my dad left extra early for work and we had to say goodbye to Smokey.