It’s funny how things change.
I was getting ready to go somewhere in my van today from my neighborhood when I noticed a guy that seemed to be loitering in his car. He was parked behind my van. Who knows why he was sitting there in his car. Maybe he was waiting for someone.
I looked pointedly at his license plate and I wrote it down. I wanted him to know that I was watching him. That I had noticed him.
I didn’t even think until later that maybe he was just a a free sleeper like I used to be (around 3 and a half months ago!). Maybe he just needed a cool place to park so he could nap or read or whatever. Poor guy. I hope I didn’t make him feel bad.
I’m surprised at how quickly I’ve adapted to living in a house and how protective I am of my safe space. I feel a little ashamed that I have forgotten so quickly what it is like to just need a safe spot to park and rest.