Been on both sides and slept under a bridge or two and a few roofs. Frankly the cause was my head up my own arse, young, dumb and using. We've really become so cynical with homeless and I won't lie..you find yourself judging them..gauging or wondering if they are really homeless. As fucked up as that sounds. I literally see the same five people at exact same times on different corners just blocks from my house. They alternate and have this Bartertown thing going on with chairs and trash bags the leave. It does in fact almost become an actual job. Routine. Talk about awkward when you yourself are going over exact same tracks and while handing off a coffee and donut or maybe a couple of bucks yesterday...you pull up with nothing one morning at light as its all you could do to wake up and pull enough dimes for the toll bridge. I feel for the kids and the mentally affected who need actual help but the older I get its harder to believe there are not ways you can legally make a money..a skill, trade, or looking past our comfort zones or confinements. There really is no classification or 'normalcy' in homelessness so each to me is individual. If you uproot a "temp work and pay cash" sign staked on my street corner and paint "Homeless-need cash and help now-God bless" in huge letters on the other side and get mad when people hand you Cool ranch tacos and a box of protein bars..then fuck off.