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On the 10 June 2016 I was burgled whilst in the bath. I was house-sitting.
Whilst being burgled I had this overwhelming frustration at the fact that the burglar had no choice But to take what was mine. He had tried every other avenue of getting cash. This was his last resort.
Taking my laptop and phone threw me into a severe state of poverty worse than where I already was. I was homeless. Effectively. Belongings in storage, living out of suitcases. House-sitting and sofa surfing. Not out of choice.
I was recovering from a toxic relationship which left me more than destitute. It left me in turmoil about society.
No insurance meant no way forward. Without a laptop and phone how could I do anything?! I was midst a project, needing the money and the status of a completed project (something I’d not done in too many months), losing my laptop meant no way of finishing or earning, money or respect.
Although devastated at my own losses, my over riding feeling was that this guy and millions of others driven to theft are desperate for an honest alternative.
The burglary was the beginning of a series of eye opening experiences which have been in constant supply to date. Too many for comfort sometimes. Each experience has taught me something new about poverty, about people, society and what we need to make it better.
What My role in all of it, is still a bit of a mystery.