Travels with Stevie

Saline Valley salt tram

Muffy brings news of another dream, of Steve and me moving, of his enormous CALM, and my anxiety.   I wish I could feel that calm around me.. I wish I could learn to channel him, but, that is my lesson.  I hear people say I must keep his apartment; then almost kill myself trying.  Shut up about it!  Since being locked out and harassed by the LL I am always anxious and fearful.

I don’t know what will happen, but tinystudio at $600+ will make life a little simpler, while my broken heart heals a little.  I am working to embrace it and enjoy it, I need a total makeover, everything out and back in again. Then I will have a little space, a little time, a little money for travels.  For now, I can only hope to dream, remember what fun we once had  .  .  .

Our best days were in the desert, in the 4Runner, just the two of us, self-contained, close to the Middle of Nowhere, always seeking that road a little further on.  Maybe I need to start another blog just for that.

Plus, there is still the East Bay Community Law Center.  .  .