Good advice, I think. I'm still trying to learn the subtlties of this rule.
It is time to restart my blog for real! Tomorrow I leave the nest I've lived in for the last 15 months, and strike out on my own again on my quest for the liveaboard sailboat that will carry me on my first circumnavigation! This is an augural event. Go slow, and pay as you go are my watch words.
My roommate is almost four months out of detention now. She has almost completely recovered from the trauma. She has finally kicked me out for real, and I am so pleased.
She has taken back control of her life, and has found sources of support other than me. She and I are really good friends, and totally incompatible as partners. She is an artist. Her medium is the physical; color, form, fung shue. I am an artist. My medium is words, images, function below form. She is a chic Parisian lesbian mother of two beautiful young men. I am a single buddhist soldier, forever loving Jah. She is always cool, I am always the same. You get the picture.
Man, when god moves, he moves. He tells me I am on the right track by manifesting exactly the right number of knives and forks for the roll-ups that are my daily side-work (100 forks, 50 knives, 50 napkins). I grab a handful of each out of the drawer and start rolling. Imagine how it feels 15 minutes later when I have a stack of 50 roll ups infront of me, and no excess anything!?! That happens a lot.
Some people feel god when they find dimes, I feel god when curious combinations of random numbers suddenly come together to equal zero, null, or one, unity.
Today I paid my rent, no deposit, all included, to live in a large studio apartment, with two other men that I don't know, for one month. One block from my job, no lease, and half what I have been paying for the last 15 months. Woohoo! Alright, so I have to live with a couple stinky guys, who may or may not have good character, but hey, I lived in my truck for four months. I went through basic training and was in the army (national guard) for six YEARS. I can handle six months in a crowded, but cush studio with 100 free tv channels, and free wifi access. Piece of cake. I can stand on my head for six months.
I just met my new roommates this morning when I picked up my keys. They seem ok. A little sketchy, but I won't be bringing any valuables, and some of my closest friends in georgia were homeless crackheads. So I figure tomorrow after I move in, I'll buy a 12-pack of heineken, and we will get to know each other and set some boundaries. Seriously, this place is an extended-stay hostel, and they are both unemployed. So if they have no fortitude, I will be the old guy with a couple newbys in a month. If they happen to be able to stick it out that long, we will probably become lifelong friends.
My roommate and I are "parting" friends. I am going to give her a little money every month to keep my parking space at her apartment. She has told me I can leave some things inside her apartment, and I really hope to have dinner with her and our slovak friend after I have moved out, and she has moved in. I'm telling you, god has got it ALL under control, and everything will work out just fine if you can check your ego, and make amends for the mistakes that you will inevitably make.
I am FINALLY in the position that I wanted to be in, a year and a half ago, when I moved down here; I have a super-cheap, but livable place to stay, I have a kick-ass job that I love, and I am making bank every week. There are boats-a-plenty around here, cheap. I think I am about 90 miles from Bimini, about three hours, by car, from Key West. I have almost zero commitments, besides my job, my integrity, and my friends.
It is 07 Feb 2012, the high today was about 78, the low will be about 69, Farenheit. I am 48 years old, I have a soulmate who may come back to me at about the same time I get my boat. (I received an email from her right after I started this posting... Thank you, God!!). And I have a loving, generous higher power who takes care of me in very small, and very BIG ways.
I'm not practising my guitar at the moment because I need to unlearn my bad habits before I start to take lessons. Guitar stays here until I can trust my new roommates.
I almost got involved in the re-election campaign of my friend, the mayor of South Miami (I'm so proud of him), before my truck had a catastrophic failure. But no worries, I have the means to fix it next week. My future's so bright, I gotta wear shades!
I think that's it for tonight. I thought this would be a short post, but I find that I still have so much left to talk about. I have one beer left that I need to drink while winding down, so I can sleep tonight, so I can move out tomorrow, so I can buy my boat, so I can have a new nest when my baby finally comes back to me, so we can drink frozen daquries at sunset in Martinique at sunset three years from this very moment... I can go to sleep with that thought.
Stay tuned blogland, the best is yet to come :)
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