At the library tonight another regular internet user learned that I am homeless. I knew before this that he was a little "strange". I got a lot of hugs and a few kisses on the cheek from this man because he cared so much about me, and he wants to do everything he can to help me. I don't trust him. The things he says and does--it tells me warning, stay away. But I never said anything to him. I could have asked for a different computer away from him, I guess, now that I think of it. But still, face the facts, I put up with it.