Being homeless in Los Angeles is no joke. Having a vehicle should make this fate more bearable, at least that’s what I thought.

I have to hide in plain sight and that’s no easy task with a mid-sized SUV. I am grateful for the protection my vehicle affords me but sometimes in a fit of insanity, I just want to walk away, leave it, and sleep under a bush.

As I think about my situation, I have to protect myself, my vehicle (home), and what little possessions I have left. 

Lately, protecting my sanity has become my hardest challenge.

Fortunately, we have an upcoming election. Both candidates, running for mayor, pledge to end homelessness, so if the winner keeps their promise, I can get the help I need to get into a home and a new job.

 I am counting on Karen Bass or Rick Carusso to help me to help myself out of this nightmare. . . Please . . . Before it is too late . . .