The Last Doobie

It is the day after the Fourth Of July. My fiancé and I are being kicked out of the apartment by the landlord because he is not on the lease and he has been living here though all the four notices that we have found in the crack of the door on a sheet of printed paper. We’ve got one month to find out where to go and have been talking about our options.

I am not going to camp out in the woods of North Carolina. It is hot here in the summer and today it might reach up to ninety-three degrees like it’s been all week. It’s hot out there like an oven. Last year when we camped out in a tent it was very uncomfortable. Knowing what it’s like to be in an air conditioned safe home and if I had obeyed the warnings of having another occupant I wouldn’t become homeless. This makes me livid. He just always argued with me that he had nowhere else to go and in every argument I lost because I know what it’s like to be on the streets. It’s scary.

Whatever happens I love my fiancé very much. Right now I’m on a housing program that caters to my needs as a disabled person. I only pay one hundred and ninety three dollars for rent each month. A doctor appoints me with professionals that usually visit me every other week however they haven’t been around these past few weeks. Last I saw them was June 15th.

Homelessness is a huge issue and I don’t think that it is being dealt with as such. Having a foundation should be a human right, a safe place to sleep at night. The homeless shelters are usually full here in North Carolina or packed. Besides, the coronavirus doesn’t make going into a shelter that inviting. I’d rather move to another state as drastic as going to Boston MA just to have some stability because there are more shelters to choose from.

Our issue is that we are good people who don’t cause any problems but my fiancé has a difficult time finding a place to be leased for an apartment because he has past felony records. I personally, on my own, am a good tenant that likes to have the comforts of home where I do art projects and work out on my new elliptical machine I just purchased last year. We respect others around us and have made a few friends. We don’t know where we went wrong to a point where our lives have to be put back on the dangers of the streets. We are both stressed and having our last doobie.