My Trailer Park Story

It really doesn’t seem like very long ago that I lived in this mobile home with my Mom. There were holes in the floor. One day a baby raccoon snuck in through a hole under the bathroom sink and hid under my bed for a while. I had no full-time job, no clear purpose. I remember my future was the actual color black. Depressed, I believed a lie that I had no future.

Trailer Park Story