I went with Michael to a church service tonight. I met him and some of his houseless friends at the square where a van from Savannah Christian came to pick us up. It drove us out to the southside where we were ate and attended their wednesday evening service.

This is exactly what I needed. I feel much better about the project now that I know some of their names and faces. They had some great stories to tell. Funny, sad, real life.

I plan on experiencing this lifestyle first hand. I am nervous. I will stand out, people will know I'm not houseless. I am worried about my prejudices. I want my mind to be clean, undeveloped film ready to absorb every fleeting ray of light.