1/12/2018: Break-in and rain

Today is the warmest it's been in weeks here, in the 60's.  But last night it was drizzling rain as I walked "home."  It had been drizzling rain all day.  On one hand, it's much warmer than the teen and single digit low temperatures of last week.  On the other hand, rain sucks when you're homeless.  Then, when I got to my tent, the flap was open and someone had rummaged through it.  When you have an actual house, it's a crime when someone breaks in, and you call the cops.  But when you're homeless, the most likely people to "break-in" are the cops.  Or other homeless people.  Nothing appeared to be stolen.  There were no blue latex gloves laying outside, like when my tent got searched last year.  There was also no three foot long slash in the tent, like when it got searched last year.  A bunch of stuff got wet.  My stocking cap was laying, soaking wet, in a rain-soaked corner of the tent.  Let's face it, there are a lot of assholes out there who like to fuck with someone they think can't do anything about it.  I don't know who got into my stuff, but they're lame. 

More rain, even possible thunderstorms, tonight.  Wonderful.