Well, there are a few minor frustrations in my life now, so I am happy. I have been homeless, living in my truck in Miami Beach, mostly by choice, but even if I chose to have a roof, I don't have enough money yet, for over three months, and my biggest concerns are my lost keys and my malfunctioning phone.
My keys dropped out of a hole in my pocket about a week and a half ago. I know where I was walking and have retraced my steps probably 10 times now, not including just looking whenever I am on any part of that route. It will only cost about $150 to get a new key made, but I have bills to pay, and I don't really need to drive anywhere. My biggest concern about that is killing my battery before I get a replacement key. So I crawl through the back window whenever I can instead of opening the door and turning on the dome light.
My phone started to freak out last night. Through much experimentation, I have discovered that there seems to be a short in the flip mechanism that opens up the keyboard. It works open, if I try to view the screen closed though, I get a blank screen. My battery is also not charging properly or holding a charge. The phone is almost two years old, and it has survived over three months in a homeless environment pretty well, considering that it is really a miniature computer. My contract ends in february. There is a new generation now, and I think my next phone needs to be able to use satelites... for when I'm sailing in the Carribean next year and want to stay in touch....
I am concerned about my closest friend here. She still hasn't found a job, and if nothing happens she will have to give up her apartment in less than three weeks. She is scared, and I admire her courage. I want to pray for her to find a good job, but maybe she is supposed to be somewhere else. So I pray that god's will be done, and that I be shown how I can help. I do what I can to be a good friend.
Same at work. There is no drama, just a bunch of people living. I'm just being the best waiter and bartender I can be, and helping where I can. And I am so thankful to not just have a job, but a really good job that I love and understand (lynrd skynrd referrence...)
I have a great friend in Newnan named Kelly Leach-Cotton. She thought I was going to talk about her in my last post (cotton in my ears), so I have to say a word here. Her blog is the one I follow, waiting for tips, though I don't read it as much as I would like - limited battery life. Anyway, she has a great outlook on life, and is very fun to read, so check it out. If you want to come to SoBe Kelly, I can probably get you a job. You just have to try carpaccio :)
On the way to work this morning, it occured to me that I am 47 years old, and I still haven't grown up. I am living in neverneverland, and I am happy. I am not afraid to die, and when I eventually do, I will feel as though I have lived well. The only thing I am afraid of is getting old, and as long as I don't let that happen, everything will be ok. I may look old, I may act old... if going to bed early and not chasing women all the time is acting old, but I will pretty much always laugh at a good joke, share joy with dogs and babies, and smoke pot when I feel like it.
The winter weather pattern has started, hurricaine season is over. We get a cold spell after the wind shifts around the compass from East to North for two to four days, then it warms up again. I am wearing shorts and a thermal top in November, and I am about to go to the beach to commune with the ocean. Everything contains the seed of it's opposite. God is either everything or nothing. And love is all there is.
Clear skys and cool salty breezes!
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