Ok to the scary but exciting. We're approaching the end of Rotten Ralph's Anna Maria. I have such mixed emotions over this. I'm pissed, I'm hopeful, I'm 'concerned'. I look at my kitchen...my kitchen for the past five years of my life. Such intensity, boredom, excitement, etc . etc. that I've felt in that place that I know so well. What will happen now? Will I get a job with Sean? Should I say the hell with it and roll with the unemployment thing for awhile which I would love so much?
I'm thinking about driving to Maine. Taking the Corolla. Another big ride!!! And, why not? In the winter??? And then I could bring back what I want in the car.
I want a camera. I want to sit out on the side of the road and take pictures of that ground fog that glows in the dark. I love my ride from the island to home. I love my fields and farms. And I love my Tallevast where the capitolistic pigs thought nothing about poisoning a few negros and the land and water around them. What is happening to the cattle that are grazing on the land above the plume? What about the people in that sweet little old Florida backwoods Southern Black town. And, the people who have died? Sickening.
I'm glad I can leave this up to God. Father can take care of this Lynn thing...since no one else seems to be able to, including Lynn...
Stay tuned!!!!!!
