July 21st, 2018 (roughly)  apartment @ 19th & Pettygrove, Portland, OR (I think)  Car (Toyota Camry)

It is so fucking good to be home in an air conditioned house.  Apartment, whatever.... With spaghetti on the stove and outlets to create.  Typing feels so good to get my thoughts down on paper.  I have my composition book to write by hand for experimentation if the interest arises, and I have "Atlas Shrugged" cued up to read if I like.

Spaghetti will be off the stove in 15.  I have a phone call to make to set up an appointment to see a car.  Though possibly some little research before making the call.

I need to get moving with my life.  Get a foot hold in some money and find the balance for work and play.  Currently I am basically flat broke....And going to owe some money for taxes at the end of the year that I don't have saved up yet...

I wonder even who my audience will be when this blog gets off the ground.  Though one thing is for sure, typing this blog feels so much more productive than sitting on Facebook.

I didn't attend the last potluck with all of my massage colleagues because it felt more worthwhile to stay home and work on my need for a car and for a cheaper living situation.  July 21st I will go to month to month lease, and then I can start really looking for a place to live.