Homeless Day 27…I’m Still Alive…

So sorry for the lack of updates, but being in survival mode leaves little time for writing.

I should update or delete my last post as I have managed to keep the motel room so far. (I apologize for making ya’ll worry) I was packing my car and preparing ready to head out last Thursday, when I suddenly remembered that I might be able to pay for a couple of days at a time rather than an entire week, and could get the reduced weekly rate,  so that is what I have done so far. Not to get too technical on the cash issue, but I can pay for today and tomorrow, and once again, I will be at that “having to leave here” point.

I really wish I could tell you that I have a plan, but I don’t. Nothing on the job front yet, and the “available” services in this area are basically non-existent. I was going to try again to hold cash and leave tomorrow, until I saw the weather report. The temp is going to be around 99 with heat indices into the triple digits, so not a good time to get into my car without a plan. I will make phone calls all day tomorrow to various shelters etc. up in the Savannah area…I just pray there is someplace for me to go. Again, I have noticed that there are much more resources and jobs in that area, so…as much as I would love to stay here, I guess I may end up there. Who knows? Are there still real hippie communes anywhere? Oh…and if I never have to eat another saltine cracker I would not be displeased.

I wonder if I can make any money sitting on the beach playing my recorder? LOL…probably not. With all the thoughts that are running through my head…I wish I could get more of them down here, but they refuse to come. Maybe later. Love, hugs and peace to all of you. I love you!

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The Dark and The Light

I honestly can’t write anything uplifting at the moment. I am in a funk of darkness and light…it is a battle. I don’t want to have a “pity party” for many reasons, mostly because they suck. No one wants to be invited to a pity party, there are no gifts, no balloons, and definitely no upbeat, fun music to dance to. So, I won’t go there. I know it’s just that I am exhausted, and need to revive, regroup, and any other “re” s you can think of to throw in there.

I’m also fighting the (w)itch in me that wants to just rant about so many things. She is the one, if allowed to speak right now, will probably regret most of what comes out of her mouth/fingers, so I won’t allow her to vent either.

Anyway, without whining or “witching” I am left with not much at all to say at the moment. I am grateful to those who were concerned, and even noticed, my lack of posts for a couple of days. You make me feel cared for…thank you.

As I did in the following photograph, I will focus on the light, no matter how much darkness I feel surrounds me.

"Storm Reflection"

“Storm Reflection”

Sunset St. Simon’s Island Georgia

12/5/13 Set 1

Post #101, really? Wow, I can’t believe I have posted that many times since the end of October when I began this blog. I want to thank my followers for thinking that I am interesting enough to click that button! I truly appreciate all the support and encouragement I have gotten from you all.

Anyway, I headed over to the island this evening to catch the sunset. I had no idea how many photographs I would end up taking. It will take a couple of days for me to cull and edit them all, but here are a couple of my favorites so far.