Why does this site exist? Who the hell is Hunter? Why should you care?
[from my WordPress profile]:
Over ten years wasted in self imposed exile – working for cash to exist rather than creating and working for Self in order to LIVE. Five years in a creative frenzy. Five years of work lost/stolen. Two years reconsidering EVERYTHING I once believed and held dear. Two months on the street with WIDE open eyes and a new perspective. One month that changed EVERYTHING. One week which held the key to open up the world for me. One day is all it takes to guide or to change a life. Reality is awesome. Here I am alive.
Why does this site exist? I built the bulk of it WHILE on the streets. I’d looked for a website to help me out of my mess and found that no such site existed. I have maintained it ever since, updating as needed. Why did I create it in the first place? Mainly because I got most of the info and advice you’ll find here from others – and through a lot of trial and error. I don’t want you to have to go through the searches and struggles I’ve dealt with during my time being homeless. If they can be avoided with this site I’m glad to help. I wish someone else had been there before me to research and publish all of this.
Who am I and why should you care? I’ll elaborate over time, but most of what you need to know can be found in my profile:
“Over ten years wasted in self-imposed exile – working for cash to exist rather than creating and working for Self in order to LIVE”
I spent years earning a paycheck and paying my way before homelessness. Prior success is no guarantee. Too many people are one paycheck, one dick move by someone else and/or one bad decision away from the streets.
“Five years in a creative frenzy. Five years of work lost/stolen”
For five years I wrote while trying to start my own business. I finished one book (except for the last of the edits) and also began another. The business I tried so desperately to begin failed. In the meantime I lost my job, my home, and my life partner due to a couple dumb decisions. Those decisions were mine alone to make. I made them. They led to the streets. While on the streets my laptop containing my business plan and my non-fiction book (not to mention years of other assorted works) were stolen. There went a potential way out of homelessness.
“Two years reconsidering EVERYTHING I once believed and held dear. Two months on the street with WIDE open eyes and a new perspective”
At the time of the writing of that profile I’d spent two years moving between couches – mostly those of family members – and the streets/shelters. The two months of homelessness spent on the streets with a new view stretched to over three years.
“One month that changed EVERYTHING. One week which held the key to open up the world for me. One day is all it takes to guide or to change a life”
I’m constantly rethinking the changes to my thinking which occurred during that crucial month. One thing I’ve learned is that there is a life after homelessness – after moving from couch to couch and from one shelter to the next. During one particular week I discovered my way off the streets. Your path will be very different – it will be YOURS.
In the meantime, I’ve broken down the maze of obstacles that come up on the streets. Hopefully this site will help make the maze easier to figure out. It will – I hope – make your path Home easier to travel.
One day is all it takes to guide or to change a life. Reality is awesome. Here I am alive
If you are reading this, so are you. You are alive, my friend, and that is a damn good start. This material and the folks it will help you connect with will help you stay that way – and to find your own road not just to survival, but to a life worthy of you. Everyone deserves a great life, and that life is available. Look for an opportunity, seize it and never let go.
Godspeed, my friend.
a view from the streets 