Day two.

Well, I'm in Florida now. Good for me. The traveling is done. I have discovered that while I love seeing new places and meeting new people I hate the traveling. I wish that I had a Tardis or a transporter. That would be cool. So here I am, sitting by the pool typing in this blog for no real good reason other than I'm sitting here alone in Florida and while I have no one to talk to I do have a laptop sitting in front of me. It feels very surreal for me, being here. I don't feel like I belong at all, surrounded by all these happy people. I find myself torn between being violently depressed and sad over things in my life that I have no control over and at peace, even happy, just living and surviving. Still. for the next week, I'll do everything I can to go with the flow and maybe even become someone else. Who knows? Maybe I'll like it?

This is supposed to be a working vacation which means that I can lay out by the pool, go out to eat and maybe even visit with Mickey but I also need to be working on the trade and helping do what I can editing the movie. That is me. Artwork. Creating. Imagining. Dreaming. This is where I feel comfortable. I just need to get things done. Simple.

While I'm here, doing this, the Warrior Buddha is taking care of my business back home in Michigan. I need to call him and see how things are going etc. but from what I can see he's doing just fine. Maybe too fine. I fear he may make my job look far, far easier than I want people to realize.

That's enough for now. Typing on this laptop feels odd and my mind is racing much too fast for me to be able to pin down any sort of intelligent thought.

This is unreal. I sure hope I do what I need to do and that my little world is still there to do battle with when I get back.

Whatever.