Received awaited for important papers in the mail today. Now I may continue in my tax goal. Just what I wanted.

“Stranded”

I’m browsing an art museum gift shop, but not buying anything. The building has a huge glass wall on one side. It’s dark outside, but then becomes light. I am deciding to leave. There is snow & slush on the ground outside, but I am wearing my rubber boots.

I am walking to the bus mall. It’s up a very steep incline. I am feeling intimidated, but manage to find a staircase under the snow to climb. I’m reaching the top of the hill & entering the bus mall. There are bus shelters, screens, & schedules littering the scenery.

I am wandering around wondering where to wait & what bus to take. It is overwhelming & crowded with people. I am trying to return to the city where I last lived. I am wanting to return to the downtown of that city to make my way.

“For the Record”

I am walking in an urban landscape. I am entering a used bookstore. I am approaching the used book buying counter. There is a young woman working there with another younger woman sorting books into stacks on a long table behind her.

I am selling books & records. One record was a promotional giveaway. I see I have altered the cover with a collage of paper & washi tape. I am feeling embarrassed. They buy everything though & I am happy. I hear them crap talking as I leave.

I am exiting the building back into the urban landscape. There are tough looking humans lounging about waiting for buses. I am having to step over them in some cases, there are so many. I am making my way very carefully. I see the old grain elevator.

I am walking toward the old grain elevator because it is a landmark I know. There are many obstacles like fences & railway tracks in the way. In going around the obstacles, I lose sight of the old grain elevator. I am not sure where I am.

1st Thoughts:
1) Expect obstacles.
2) Open eBay to sell old media?
3) Human relationships are not my strength.

“It’s My Party”

I’m returning home from work to my basement apartment. It’s night. My front door is wide open. The cats are milling about, as they do. I go inside. I’m having a party. My old coworkers are there. It’s relaxed & cozy feeling. It must be summer because all the doors & windows are open & it feels comfortable to me.

=7min4sec/daily

It’s My Money & I Want It Now!

Jesus it’s a pain in the buttocks getting a copy of a prior year state tax return. I get it though—it’s about security. We’ve got to keep these creeps at bay.