Catch him first thing in the morning and he’s that cheery kind of guy who “you won’t like if you’re not a morning person,” says Jason. But it’s 4:30 pm now and he’s wiped from a day of walking and walking, and he’s got his shoes off and his tired bare feet on the December-cold sidewalk, ready for a nap. “I sleep all over the place, even if all I’ve got is a blanket and a doorway. I get too hot in the shelters – I’ve probably only used them three or four times in the last eight years.” Jason says it’s “a bit of a treat” to have access to services right now, not common for him, and recalled one long stretch of wandering – to Tofino, to the North Island – when he didn’t bathe for a year. He’s been thinking about whether it’s time to move inside. “But it’s hard to stabilize enough for that when you’re living on the street.”