The view from the Tenderloin
The View from the Tenderloin
I've gotten over the fear of the seventh floor roof garden, and plan to spend time there. I'm damned lucky I have that opportunity. I can go outside, breath the open air under the sky, and yet not go outside. The flowers are spectacular, the little green house is filled with wonder.
Today my doctor advised me to take it easy on the five miles walks, even though I do it in two stages. She says because of my having had the plague, and the symptoms that persist, I need to build up my reserves. It sounds good, but I'm damned if I'm going to sit around and get fat! Been there, done that. The mental and emotional challenges are still there, and I'm not sure where to go with those. My homeless buddy is not around, but I know him, it won't be long before he stops by. I've known him for over four years now, and his family. Everybody in his life has turned their back on him, he can be a nightmare to deal with. I knew early on, and made my decision. I'm not the type of person to change my mind. Even though he blew my life apart, I will always be his friend, he can always come to me, and he knows that. I am the only constant in his life, a safe anchorage when he wants it.
Hold those dear to you close
God save the Republic.
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