first time being homeless

I am not sure where to go first
I have not taken much
just what I could fit into two backpacks
One of them gets heavy

I sit down on a park bench and sort them out
throwing away ten things I thought I needed
because this is day three
and I am tired of carrying two backpacks

I have not asked anyone for help
because I do not know how to do that
and it would feel awful
so far I have just raided dumpsters at night

after regular people are asleep
I become active
searching for half eaten sandwiches
hoping the bugs have not gotten in them yet
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