Feb, 2006. For the past five months I have been living in a car at the edge of woods — jobless and homeless and totally unable to find a way out. I can't sing, I can't dance, I can't scream loudly enough, but I can read and write. So here I am laying down tracks...hopefully the start of an online paper trail out of here. (Update: Miracles happen....if you are reading my story I am part of your proof.)
It has been so long since I wrote in this blog. I thought I had finally put it all behind me, but today, emailing an old Headmaster in a school I worked in, reminded me of it all....
posted by WanderingScribe @ Tuesday, January 20, 2015
2 Comments:
I just read your history in a very old magazine called "Selecciones" from Argentina. I'm glad to read that you are not living in a car any more. Your history is amazing, I was near to cry while reading.
Thanks for sharing your life history with this blog.
My best wishes, from argentina.
Nico
Hi, I just finished reading your book. It's amazing how you've touched the world with your talent in writing and not giving up even at the toughest points of your life. I wish you well.
Sri Lanka.
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