Amsterdam RiverLink Park 2021 Warmer this morning, highs will be in the 50s all week, which is nice for Upstate NY in November. I went to church and it was another nice sermon I’m grateful I was able to attend. Traveling light and not attaching to things too much. I love our Priest and his…
Author: Rhonda J Flanagan
Bleeding across the page, creating content, making art and videos, raising awareness and photographing the rest.
Maid
Woke up at 3am, neighbor next door continues the noise harassment. It’s piercing intervals of electronic buzzing, humming, and gets louder and then quieter; alternating between tempos so you can’t get used to it. I usually wake up, only sleeping a couple hours before it starts again. It was 27 degrees this morning, my little…
Jock Culture
https://www.npr.org/2021/10/28/1049910345/kyle-beach-reveals-chicago-blackhawks-coach-assaulted-him It’s another difficult week. I hate when I don’t sleep well, it makes the day even more difficult. The noise harassment has continued at the Abandoned House like all the other places I have tried to live. My ex would always wake me around 3am, I never knew until the end of our 20yr…
Money
Sitting here listening to people go over their Financial portfolio after I went to the gym and finally was able to at least run a mile. I had been training for a 5k before all this started, but became so weak, I was having trouble walking, but now things are getting better. I’m feeling stronger…
Say Her Name
I hadn’t thought about my SIL Renee Bayes in a long time. I had been struggling to survive for awhile now and the last memories of her were too painful. I had put it behind me, as I was often forced to do, but now that I was being stalked again in the same violent…
Disappearing Houses
I sat in Stewart’s, my usual place most mornings now, after sleeping on a bench in the Homeless Veterans Park, watching another row of houses being taken down. The past couple days, watching 7 living trees being killed, on the street below. The beautiful logs being fed into a shredder, the pile of wet, muddy…
Homeless Whore
I woke up soaking wet. It had poured all night, a cold rain heralding Fall. The windy kind that takes the leaves off the trees and portends Winter. My little blue $30 Walmart sleeping bag was soaked. I loved the little bag, but it would be no match for October. I was cold, shivering, and…
Mental Health Crisis
It’s pouring rain, not sure where to go now. I came earlier to Stewart’s, but it was mobbed. This goes on where ever I go. It is busy at times, but mobbing me has become a regular thing here now. I was recently assaulted and threatened at McDonalds, my food tainted at Dunkin Donuts, and…
Hands Up!
It’s hard to keep your sanity on the street and I know my streets are bad now, but there are streets even more horrible. America does have some things left, but as I look around it wouldn’t take long for a tank to cruise downtown. They always say it can never happen here. My nails…
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