In East of Eden by John Steinbeck, there’s a character early on who chooses to be a vagrant after coming home from military service. He finds a new place to sleep every night and slips back into town during the day. Other than a few dents and bruises, he blends in okay.
When we refer to “the homeless” today, what we usually mean is someone who is hopelessly destitute—void of salvation.
But the idea of a true drifter still holds appeal. Have you a cowboy or a pirate.
Some of us are drifters, even though we’ve picked up an apartment, a wife, and kids in our toolkit.
They say the majority of Americans are two paychecks away from homelessness. It’s not true in the sense we normally mean.
And some of us even do it on purpose.
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