h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Well, I've spent a bit of my life on the streets, and a bit surfing couches. I have a bad habit, in the instances of dropping local economy and waining lust for life, I'll just split. I'll say something to the effect of "Long live the giddy!", split up my possesions between good friends who will take care of them (and most likely return them if I come back), and hit the road searching for another home and another city or at least a few months of adventure.
On one occasion, I did not return for well over a year, and yet I've always been ok, a bit cold sometimes, hungry most of the time, and slightly uneasy all of the time. I have met a few others like me while out there, and they all seemed to be doing ok themselves.
I have also seen the homeless who know only one city, those who have no home yet are petrified of leaving thier "home town". These poor souls had no more want of life than to be normal, yet it just didn't play out that way. It's really freakin sad, and won't really change untill people start seeing each other as mirrors of themselves.
I guess I'm not really qualified to say much more than that. I just wanted to share the idea that there are different types of homelessnes. Maybe humanize it a little. In a sense, there are as many kinds of homelessnes as there are people in the world.