Homecoming bewildering and then comforting.
Date: 10/12/2008 9:05:04 PM ( 16 y ago)
6:50 PM
October 12, 08
Mile by Mile closer
to San Diego at 55-60 MPH.
Mile by Mile remembering
things I forgot.
Oh my Gosh!
I had a phone appointment with Judith Yesterday.
It crossed my mind in the morning, a fleeting thought.
Then, disappeared. Oh, now I remember.
The Toilet paper!
We did not have toilet paper when I left.
Oh, Whole Foods Market, I am heading there for food.
I will ask for it.
Numbers of Bowel evacuactions on the way home,
the worst at the Farmers Market in Mar Vista.
There was a bathroom across the street. I was able to
use the handicap stall and change my underwear.
The latch was broken, but I stationed a Guardian to help me.
Stopped at a friends. Again.
Numbers before I left Rina's. I did not eat well last night,
and ended the evening poorly with some pita bread stuff and
cake.
Familar voices here outside my door, as I write.
That is good. No one is Forcing me to do anything.
I wrote a note on the board about the Tolet Paper.
It is outside on the sidewalk.
Lots of women to look at. I do not know any of them.
Women mean connection to be.
How strange all these beings, I do not know them.
Bonding. Bonding. UP North. I let go of this place.
Knock. Knock. It is Adriana.
I do not want to be intruded,
but it is a nice offering.
"I have a gift for you!"
It is a lovely Job's Tear's Necklace from her sister.
I would like to see Jessica!
"Her name is Christina.
What a lovely necklace, and smile.
___
I am not going to listen to the messages on my home phone.
I am not ready for that.
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