Happy birthday, tweeter!....

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What an inventive thread!!

Many many expressions of joy to you, MDs, nats, mosaic. You must have imagined me looking at the dates, and it would have been all you had expected (except that I really did remember it's 2014, ROFL).

I've had fewer good friends than I should have in this life, some being here. A good friend is not necessarily a close friend, like in terms of frequent in person contact, or much contact at all.
There's been a lot of motion in my life since the end of 2010, with its beginnings in 2008. In some ways, I have come full circle, and with that, comes a ray of pretty light. You'll see.

I was living in Mass. when I decided to get in contact with a good friend. A project had crystallized that I wanted to pursue with his guidance. Googled his location, to find he had passed 2-3 years previously. That's when I doubled up over the sink, and made an appointment to see a trusted specialist in Calif. The January 2011 train cross country. It was packed -- a pilgrimage of Mennonites, a man and a woman he loved (his message, given but not understood, was that I should find happiness and love and grab it), lots of nice people, trainman. A crossroads I didn't recognize at the time. When I backtracked, it was too late, but my time in NM was not a waste, and further separation from FM was long overdue.

Dates can get foggy cause there were two months of wandering between the South Bay and NM. I got a lot out of being there, and sometimes I miss it, for a visit, during winter, NM winter, LOL.

MDs, actually didn't need all that much Raid for much of the time, but there are plumbing problems, which is one of the reasons why my kitchen floor heaves into hills and valleys. It was a good building at one time. Supplies of that variety of Raid you noted, once again adorn my storage area.

To get back to full circle concept. There's another good person I knew from working days. When I lived in Mass., I had thought of contacting him, but was ashamed that my life hadn't gone well, and I had nothing to show (much about me I shouldn't or can't discuss). Well, things had gotten so hopeless, I decided to risk rejection (as a friend, not a romance, same as other special person). Two weeks ago I looked him up, ready to pack for a visit. He passed suddenly a little over 2 months ago. I broke down for a week. I'm okay. He was a star in my sky, and something I didn't know, was that he was in a position to help me. Though, who knows. The politics are ugly now, gelled by electronic records. Well, whatever, a good friend gone. That's how it started and ended, with no other purpose.

A couple of weeks ago, I saw something, some being, on the train into the City. If we were to meet, we would be enemies (like I need another one with whom there can be no negotiation). He could be a missing piece of the puzzle I had been working on. I'll accept that thought as an affirmative, with embellishment. That's all I'll say.

It seems, much of the what important to me in this life, I can't provide as an answer to casual, or professional (doc to patient) query. And I've been clumsy and too hesitant at times. Doesn't mean I'm worthless, just that I'm lost, though self-possessed.
Thanks for giving me place here.

So, not the best of B-Days, but not stagnant. The day before, I went out to dinner and walked about an area I like. Yesterday, I stayed quiet, devoted to inner dust settling, and health.
Today, I'll probably go out and look up a casual friend if he's around.

Thank you for wishing me well,
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