If you can see it, you can be it.

Wow. It is a little weird to be normal again... if you call sharing a south beach apartment with your best friend, a suicidal lesbian (who I love completely), a jack russel puppy, a cat with two kittens, and a fish... normal. In my world this is pretty good. There is love busting the seams of this apartment.

My friend is happy in her new job. This makes me happy. She SO deserves a good break. She cooked tonight... we got chicken wings, black beans and rice, plantains, and an avacado for about seven bucks. It was good. But tomorrow, I'm cooking. I haven't had a caesar with grilled chicken (all from scratch) in about six months.

The weather has turned cold. It is supposed to hit the upper 50's tonight, and it only got up to 73 today... hee hee hee... I love florida.

The picture is of Billy, the terminally hyper jack russel. He does stop nowand then, and it is so funny and sudden when he does.

So my life has become normal for a minute. I will be paying rent, paying bills, cooking, exercising... ran again today, it was good... showering every day, and generally doing normal stuff for awhile. What am I going to write about?

Well, I could talk about how not much really bothers me anymore. Boring. I could talk about what bothers the people in my life, and what I see about how they create that. Worse than boring. I could wait until something bothers me then write about it...

I'm sure there will be things to write about. Now, I am just thankful, and happy, and amused. There is almost never a dull moment here. I have to take some more pictures. Always something to look at. New York is sort of similar in it's diversity and it's ever changing facade,but that city doesn't have all it's curiosities as concentrated as they are here. South Beach is an inverted triangle, 22 blocks tall, and about seven blocks wide at the top. There are really only five main streets, and you can walk the circumference in about an hour. Yeah, I need to take some pictures.

Now that I can relax at night. Now that I don't have to think about where I will spend my off hours, I can get a little more involved with this blog. Maybe it's time to start reviewing and seeing if there is any organization that could be done. I have to do something, I'm starting to feel a bit narcissistic. Oh dear, I hope I didn't just jinx myself... I really want to be normal, and stable, and quiet and productive for a little while. I want to be like Billy in the picture for a minute...

It's winter. Season is starting. I have a great job, a safe,warm place to sleep, a really good friend, and a lot of love. Just over four months of very difficult times to get here, but I am where I knew I would be. And I am still here... imagine that.