Well, at 47 years old I’m past my prime. I didn’t get that mammoth check to live my days out in comfort. Doctor Dan said, “money is the way to live.” I presume it’s not the only way. So, I have resolved that the money component isn’t going to come through for me. I lost hope now that it’s after Tim’s death. With that, it’s like I have been catapulted beyond the point of no return.
This is a list of places I would like to visit if I did have comfort:
- Contra Costa County, California
- Covina, California
- Portland, Oregon
- Texas

I got to see a red light in the dawn sky the morning of January 2, 2015. It is the first sign that a new story is underway. I’ve been divinely guided up till now. All posts prior to this are my writings without a structure of a discerned white blood cell. The requisite sore jaw was recorded on January 12, 2015 when I went to the dentist.

