Don’t Use Plastic…Human or Otherwise

I usually keep an arms length from building tenants when it comes to friendships. Close but, not too close…I’ve been stabbed in the back before. That may be harsh, but true. I’ve been hurt and suffered broken trusts, so in return I’ve developed a coldness towards people. Maybe even some mistrust.

…One slipped through…in fact she’s sitting here conversing while I write. I served her a compliment tonight by telling her that she makes us very comfortable. I never see Cathy that relaxed talking…most of the time she’s shot out of a canon, but for some reason Li- oops I can’t reveal, she’s one of my good “Witch’s” a certain group of people (woman) that I feel very comfortable and they have a genuine goodness within.

I’m thinking about taking a mini-vacation in the Southland, just a couple of days with my brother and some bike riding in new territory. I never get time off and I need it really bad. I feel like my spirit is becoming ugly and I’m liable to get myself in trouble mouthing off at the wrong person.

Tonight they’re filming a movie in front of out building. I guess it’s kind of a cool thing, but I need some sleep and it’s been a tough week. I live in a very beautiful ” Art Deco” building constructed in the early 30’s. It’s a magnet for production crews that need a grand backdrop from which to present their creations.

I have a full pallette tomorrow and I must end this blabbering now…

See you soon…I’m sure…

Don't use plastic...Don't buy this bag...

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