Why not marry a man from St. Lucia?
She must have had some adverse experiences.
Anyway, love is so fragile, and harsh at the same time, and one must calibrate the place and motive with capacity and ego at the same time . And then a certain level will develop, gauging the commitment from manageable and corrective all the way to inescapably and dreadfully compelling for a lifetim-------
—following day----------
---------------------------------------------------------------'backtracking back to future- August 14 ~ Santa Catalina . got here me a kuli, its only a few days here. and the little tyke, Ayden his mom my daughter and my other half. I tell her look it here, already, have had a bad beginning. The hills the blue azure water dampening the severity of the summer flue. Lost two hundred amid perplexing downward spitlal , she knows little and I less. We spent many great times here, when the kids were small. It was a thrill and the vibes hit with what’s like a ton of bricks
I am backtracking because it is appropriate, it is in a time past now recovered, and the minor unraveling by excessive gaming wishing upon a wish for a miracle. In addition how things seem to unravel a pecking order by preempting posts, well, that’s another thing.
The Wriggley mansion on top blazing white reflecting above, Marylin Monroe spent a year here during world war 2, Natalie Wood drained in the marina. Says to Ayden, that You Store 2 is playing in the casino, seen that he says disdainfully. That means play in with him for 3 days.
Its nearly 7 pm, a balmy late afternoon, gets dark by 8. Days getting shorter. Sitting on bench watching people in between writing this, wife says stay there room is only for 2 we are 4 somehow we must sneak in. Ok I say.
Stop torturing yourself about that 200 gambling loss, some psychologist said that it is good therapy to disengage the oppressive need for money . its chronic, and she suspiciously weighs my backpack says you must have a bottle there, if it was years ago, she would have made me open it. I knew she wouldn’t now, I have a pint in an un suspicious container, just say I have swim trunks and other stuff not how you travel everything and the kitchen sink. Blah blah blah.
Calls me says find Mex. Restaurant will treat - a marguarita, great I think, reward for waiting, found out they will enforce 2 guest rule so it means near night sneak in, but the bed problem only 1 queen means me sleeping on floor.
Lots of people . I’m settling down a bit, googling Mex restaurant, everything clumped into a few beachfront tourist trap. Thinking about You MagsJ, and others , here, one day I will get a real computer and post my ugly mug, but who knows I will ever get to that. The way I’m wasting the little I have, I never have enough, and now with this downturn meltdown, feeling on a precipice, downwardly mobile, making me raise it after every loss I dunno. But it’s all good, life breathes through it’s variable scents as the day’s breezes shift.
A museum:seen it before, Laurel and Hardy played gulf here with Wrigley, who had more able guests like Ronald Reagan. It really breezes as a paradoxical fantasy, of which I have had more than a small share.
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Oh a passing thought about what potentate may mean, course my rambling at such a wayward hour may make little sense, potent means strong, potential has the same root, …
I do and must admit, that philosophy will always remain a search at the lowest ephiphenominal level, so, I can not say anything with certainty. But things are rarely as they meet the eye.
Good night, MagsJ.
