Along the rail tracks is a commercial district with overgrown greenery, perfect type of camping spot that I used to look for.
It's been over 14 years since I lived outdoors and I still check out my surroundings to see if there is a place to sleep where I would be safe if I didn't have a home to return to.
I was walking back to the MAX in the rain and was stopped by a couple who were pretty wet and asking for help to get a ticket to get to a friend's house and out of the weather. I had a five and gave it to them - the story doesn't matter - I had it and was willing to give it, so I did. They were very grateful. I told them that I had been homeless for 8 years and hoped that they were someday able to make the change for themselves that I had made for myself.
There's always hope, even if I still scan for a safe place to sleep.