As I was leaving the library earlier I bumped into a couple I hadn't seen for ages, they used to go to soup kitchen back when I arrived here and they asked how I was getting on and I told them, they asked if I still went to soup kitchen and I told them I avoided it if I could because it was too much hassle, they said that was why they stopped going as well.

I went up to the bed and breakfast and got my usual room, watched a few episodes of mulberry and did the much needed shower and hair wash and hygeine, went looking for my supper and wandered into an area I didn't know, there is a leisure park and a retail park, handy, long opening hours, big stores, veyr useful to a homeless person.
I watched one of the long distance trains heading out of town and wished I was on it.
Hoovered some nice supper and wandered back here.
I mean to do loads of writing but it never happens. I have lost my confidence and so the memories of what I have and haven't written torment me.