Life on the streets: some days I had the most spectacular views. Sunset and sunrise - never a day the same. Birds by the hundreds waking me up with the promise of a brand new day.
Some days the road was hard and uninviting. There were also days I just could not get myself to walk the road called life. This was simply because I knew that the valley of empty promises was lurking ahead. Obnoxious security personnel. Moody fellow homeless people, testing me no end. Shop owners verbally abusing us to the point where I just switched off.
But it is here on the pavements that I also met the most beautiful souls. People with a story to tell. We were blessed with rain and it washed away the funny smell that lingers on the streets.
The road had it ups and downs. Some days were so hot you could not walk barefoot. Some days were slippery from the rain. We walked in search of taps, we searched for toilets. A legacy of broken shoes is what most of us will leave behind in 2018, and with the new we will enter 2019.