Margarita's, Framingham, opening night

to the woman in Margarita's on opening night (16 November 2010): hello, i just wanted to buy you a Corona. i didn't want your number. i didn't want your name. you waved to me on my way out and said hello, and that was enough. i thought you were pretty, and i wanted to buy you a drink. that was all. enjoy!

home stretch

thank you, universe, for revealing my new place to live. i will take life in a series of sweet bites now, if you'll pardon the insider's pun.

c'mon, café paradise! coming to the home stretch now . . . almost there.

i asked and i received. sometimes life rocks! yay, world; yay, people.

ready for sanctuary

quiet afternoon of Steely Dan, Sade, Boston, and Dire Straits crooning away in a private serenade.

watched How To Train Your Dragon last night. good stuff of striving toward tolerance and non-violence.

c'mon, universe — reveal to me my new place to live. (and also, i hope, my new place to love and to laugh). i'm ready. show me sanctuary.

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[and a delicious side note in my video wanderings: a lovely cameo of 'Lucrezia' by none other than Marina Sirtis (who was Counselor Deanna Troi on Star Trek: The Next Generation) in The Six Napoleons, an episode of THE RETURN OF SHERLOCK HOLMES, 1984 by Granada Television, starring of course the incomparable Jeremy Brett.

yay, people!]

sunshine in rain

i think of you
and i go on.
listen to raindrops
drip down outside.
don't really care
what zip code you're in,
just where you reside,
so long as you're there.
comfort during pain,
pools of laughter
cure a sorrow drought.
i can sometimes feel
sunshine in rain,
love after loss,
always tomorrow
come dreck and dross.
say what you must;
hold onto the real.
pray no sin, no lust.
another day gone.
another day new.

relaxed and calm

heh, just watched 'Last Action Hero' -- very amusing! (and guy who wrote 'Lethal Weapon' was a co-screenwriter -- coolness!)

then another 'Friends' episode. comforting.

and now more lame duck Red Sox action, but at least it's with the Yankees.

i look around me here and think Home at last. it feels good, very relaxed and calm.

better off

and boom, what do you know? i was right: today was a better day!

today puts me five grand in the green, and a hell of a lot less stress & sleeplessness.

i'm relaxed and comfortable. i'm all set. sure, i'm here for the duration; but i'm not in for a big time freak-out. soothing, soothing, soothing.

thank you, life. i do love you.

bad day

oh, i'm having a bad day. nothing that a few drinks and a few episodes of Friends won't make me blurry over, but still very very bad. i hate making changes in my life and not knowing what's really going on. why can't i still be eighteen and still going off to college to make all those mistakes again for the first time? why do i instead have to be forty and my life in shambles all around me? i guess that's just the way things are.

maybe i just have to think of myself as only being nineteen -- as living a second life, starting in 1991 -- and go on and live the way i've wanted to. Barb's right . . . i am a wuss. but it's my life, and i'll go on and live it the way i want.

tomorrow will be a better day.