Disillusionment...

My heart was set on Seattle. But no one fit the bill this morning to take me there. I actually never came across anyone that offered. My health is very poor. Ailment after ailment, plus cyanide seeping out my pores.

I am still located in Weed, California. I got stuck here after a Greyhound bus offered a 30 minute break at a gas station and I didn't make it back on. I hoped for the best. I like Weed. I just want to be somewhere else. My tour of the town's progress never happened--so I don't have anything to update.

Vista Drive is where I am located. Taco Bell. I hungry without income or means to provide for myself. I need a familiar face but I would love the company of M.F.! Where are you?

I need a shower. I need to do laundry. I would love to go shopping--ha, ha. Leave that last request on the back burner. I don't see that happening in Weed. However, a hemp clothing store is requested!