I am now stuck in a small town in Missouri. I decided to visit some family. We visited some of my favorite haunts from my younger days and I met many people I had never had the pleasure of knowing before. Then at the hotel, I found a new friend to talk with. This person has an old soul. He is not old in years but his eyes tell such a story. After he left, I retired to my room. The next evening as I was getting ready for a move a little north of where I am, my beloved car, died a horrible death on me. So, I spent the evening shopping for a new car. Lucky for me the dealers here are very helpful to a lady alone. I now have a new car. :(
2009 Chevy Malibu Hybrid Blue.
So, now I am on my way through Kansas City, Missouri heading North on I-29 to go to the ranch. This will be an interesting visit. My family will be very surprised to see me again. I left several years back and have not kept in touch often. I do receive the news paper from the town when I pick up my mail or have it forwarded to me. I think before I leave Kansas City, I will play here for the night. Looks promising. Nighty night.
As mentioned in an earlier Journal entry, I was in Tombstone. I had a fantastic time and enjoyed much the little town has to offer. Many friendly people. They intrigued me as much as I seemed to intrigue them. I had a very fine time. I left with promises of returning soon. I did see my first wiccan ritual while there. It was invigorating. All the good feelings and happy people was a refreshing thing for me.
I travelled a little North or so to Tucson. I found a nice hotel in the downtown area near the Rialto Theater. Very historic building. But unfortunately, my appearance and demeanor was not accepted nor welcome to many of the establishments I did visit. I found a few friendly souls but have since moved my location to another area of Tucson due to the very unfriendly reception I received Downtown.
I did walk most of the night through the whole of downtown and met a few people who were interesting. But I was looking for an active crowd. I did find several but most seemed on the verge of hysteria. Then the lonely souls who wander the area looking for shelter. I gave what I could to many of them. No money, just necessities. But I do plan to move on soon. East or West...hmmm. I haven't made up my mind.
I am a lonely little Arizona town tonite called Tombstone. A couple of bars, a couple of grocery stores and a few fast food places. The bars are said to attract some interesting citizens as night falls. A lovely man tried to help me early this morning with my things. He seemed most interested in my room. He didn't get to see it. He didn't smell pleasant to me. I think I may stay here for a few evenings. I caught sight of the young man who plays as Doc Holliday in the gun shows. Yummy looking fellow. His girlfriend was yummy likewise. I think I really like this town. I was able to get a few things from a wiccan store here in town that I have been wanting. I had run out of vials and she helped me with some other trinkets as well. The Blue-eyed Witch was the name of the store I believe.
I plan to wander out in the next couple of hours. It is freakishly hot here. So, I will wait a while longer. love
It has been awhile since I have been welcomed to a place so warmly. I have read journals, looked at and admired many pictures and drawings and even had a few conversations with a few who were most helpful. I find myself looking forward to coming on here and seeing all the many things I have yet to discover on this wonderful site.
I joined here with the hope of finding persons afflicted as I am. Emotional, elemental and blood are my needs. Lightning storms and large groups of people are my main fixes. My own blood makes me happy but I love a volunteer. My lovers have given but only during sexual activity. Am I alone? Feels like it. I have tried to discuss this with friends and was referred to several counselors. Not sure if this is the right place for me but it felt right after reading several pages of posts.
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welcome home "smiles"
u r definately in the rite place as well as the place of rites. heaven's forbidden and hell's useless. the pain inflicted and agony addicted.
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