As I sit on an empty bus waiting to depart to a new shelter, I can't help but quietly reflect at just how much my life has changed in one weeks time.
I'm not talking about the "falling down" to homelessness, I'm talking about the strength it's given me to start finding myself again.
The strength to seek the real medical help I've needed for so long, as well as the discipline that I've desperately needed back in my life.
I'll write more tomorrow, but for now I'm just going to enjoy the ride, and take in the view. In other words, just going to keep moving forward :)