Overcast Days Are Also Beautiful

And I’m grateful to be alive

Photo of San Francisco by author

I’m depressed. I spent all day yesterday in bed. My son was evicted and is now homeless. He lost his phone, so we are not in communication. I paid for two weeks for a room for him in an SRO-type hotel, but he was evicted from there, too. He isn’t well. He hasn’t been well since unfortunate events destabilized him several months ago. I don’t know where he is…