I was homeless for a day once. I just didn't have a place to crash between moving from my apartment back into my parents' house. My car was packed full of my stuff (I'm still amazed, maybe even a little depressed, that everything I owned at the time would fit into my car) and I had nowhere to go. I slept in my car that night, but my friend Jesse let me sleep on his couch the next night until I could get my stuff moved back in.
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