Just Visiting

<pre style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; color: #333333; text-align: start;">It was a misty rainy day in the UK . I was visiting just to visit ,you know explore . I didn't know how long I was staying so I just got a hotel till I knew if I needed an apartment or not . Walking around new places , seeing new things and just thinking , they were my get away from problems . Just for a little bite though because problems follow you everywhere . But I have control over how long I can get away . I could stay away from them my whole life but I don't . Because in my eyes they don't just follow you . You die with them . While walking around I kept looking . Looking for something to stay for . Or someone . But I couldn't find it . I called it a night and went back to the hotel hoping that I would find that something . But I didn't. I stayed for two more weeks just walking around because I could just feel that something was here . Here for me to see but I just couldn't find it . Till today . I was walking around London when I came across a man . He was around the age of 18 . And he was homeless . He was sitting on a bench slouched over looking at the ground , he looked to be just thinking. I sat on a bench a couple of feet away to not be noticed. And we both just sat there . Him sitting and thinking and me staring and wondering what his story was to be homeless at such a young age and what would come to him in the future , what would change his eye on life . Or who . But I then thought , that it was gonna be one interesting story . And that I wanted to be there to watch it . 

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THE PERSON TELLING THE STORY IS NOT A CREEPY WEIRDO ! ......Or maybe she is but it goes with the story so yeah.</pre>