Boulder

WELCOME

I remember Boulder. Ritzy town. Everyone there had money except for a few. It had a nice view of the first Rocky mountains on the way west; it is right in the foothills of the big mountains. The first town over, Nederland, was buried in the Rocky mountains. I went to music class at Mental Health Partners. I also used to hang out there quite a lot. I took a writing class there. Didn't attend all of the meetings, but a few. I actually lived in Longmont for a little less than a year before I moved to Boulder. Longmont is a smaller town 15 miles Northeast of Boulder, and it's still in Boulder county. I moved there in July 2015, and moved to Boulder the city in March 2016. Then I lived in Boulder the city until May 2017. I was just living on the streets most of the time. The main reason I stayed there so long is so that I could smoke the legal pot. I also liked to use edibles. Since I've moved here, I've discovered how to cook pot butter in the oven. It would actually save a lot of money if people could learn to make their own edibles; the ones at the store are very expensive; it would be cheaper to buy like $50 worth of bud, and then cook it in the oven themselves. I got tired of Boulder around Christmas of 2016, and had plans to move away, take the Greyhound bus to Salem. But just as I was about to move away, I got some apparently good news about a housing opportunity for me in Colorado. They said they would pay 70% of my housing costs if I could fork over the remaining 30%. The only stitch was, I had to find the apartment myself. I applied at a housing company called Thistle; they showed me an apartment in Longmont, and I was banking on it. It seemed to be the perfect apartment for me: I liked the town of Longmont better than I did Boulder, it was right next to the adult toy store, next to a church. Longmont also had food shares and at least 3 temporary labor agencies (I had worked for 2). Not to mention the scenery was beautiful. However, I did not pass the application process with Thistle because I was living on the streets while I was applying for them, and they thought I was unstable or something. They wanted you to 1. have worked steadily for the last 6 months, or 2. to have lived in a paid apartment situation before, and I had neither. I think Thistle just got the wrong impression of me, for if they got the right impression they would have surely let me move into that apartment. I was told most people who apply for Thistle apartments are given a reply within a week. When it had been a month since I had heard from them, I was getting really upset. I was living on the freezing streets of Boulder (it was about February and March. Colorado has the coldest temperatures of the lower 48 states. Go deeper into those Rocky mountains.) I had been living in the homeless shelter, but they kicked me out because I was caught smoking a joint outside one night before I went to bed. I guess Thistle didn't just want to take a chance with me; I was suffering a lot that winter, and I had given Thistle Rachel (the individual to whom I applied directly) a few rude phone calls, begging and pleading with her to hurry up and make a decision for my case, as I was freezing my toes off on the streets every day waiting for her to make a decision. I was really stressed and I guess it just came out through my voice. Like I said earlier, Thistle did not think I was stable or else they would have given me the apartment. When she finally wrote me back in March, she told me she was "so sorry" but I had not been accepted for the apartment. I couldn't find any other apartments that I wanted or could pass for, and so I made up my mind at that point to buy a Greyhound ticket and ride to Salem.