Monday, March 2, 2009
I've finally managed to remove myself from the previous living situation and I must say that living on my own seems to be a superior animal all its own. I believe that my Zen, which was horrifically thrown off in my previous dismal surroundings, will return with a little bit of time and quiet reflection. I did have a blog about it but, being that I no longer reside there and refuse to continue slandering what doesn't have any current effect on my well being, I deleted it all as a bit of a minor defense mechanism against any sort of future incursions by the parties interested.
I think that if must thank anyone for helping me through this it would have to be Barbara. She's stayed with me through all these strange times and never deserted nor flipped out on me in any maniacal way and, for some great unknown, has remained strong in the face of my particular adversity. I don't think I could really express to her what this has meant to me. My family would or could never understand why I remain in such odd situations, but I think she does. There is something strong in her that I would give all to have in myself.
I know she'll read this eventually. You can stand and take a bow, doll.