Happy New Year
Ok, I've had my 3rd day. Clay was let out of Juvi for maybe resising arrest. He tells me differently after I finally see him peering through the trailer window. I hear about his experiences and think that maybe there is a chance that he's learned from his experience of civilation's timeout room, jail.
He had to learn to become patient for 48 hours actually reading, talking, and playing chess with a few other offenders. The holding center is behind the gas station and there's more but I don't want to say even though this is a fictitious site.
I think about the town, Stone Boat, where three were murdered execution style along a dirt road perpendicular to the highway.
There is a murderer still hiding out somewhere in the reservation.
I think about how Clay needs to stay on the right side of the law rather than hanging out with young criminals of all kinds. Maybe he will say to himself that this isn't the life for him.
I've maybe said too much and wonder if the murderer and any others could so easily visit this little haven in the wild west, with Buffy being my only defense. I become paranoid but I see Buffy sleeping soundly now on the portable's carpet before I finally call my Dad very close to the end of his own natural slightly extended stretch for his soul's visit.
Most of the time, I believe my life sucks but then I can think that I'm not in Iraq. I have a job. I've had good parents and been in love. I wonder if I'll ever find the right love to share such a short life, but then when you learn to realize and accept what you have, then that is where you can get out of that self pity rut and extend way beyond your self imposed paradigms! It's up to enjoy your reality that you chose and this life's vision of the earth!"