For Lilian and the Indigos - Above Top Secret

struggle to keep roof and a flow of food. I like not having to worry about
where my next meal will come from. I like having it delivered and made
to my personal preferences. I like the freedom and the lack of pressure. If
I could live like this always, life would be so much better.
But I will try not to choose to depress. I could very easily do so. I must
find a way to think about leaving this for that bleakness, the bugs and the
bareness of home, that does not lead to depression. I will think of it as a
dream, perhaps, or keep focused on the fact that I was the one that got to
bring the Ideas to the show. I won’t think about how sad it all is compared
to this splendor.
May 8, 2009
Ah, Gods. I arrived at the paper yesterday morning to find that they had
hired someone else. I am trying to keep from crying, telling myself that
now I have time to write the book – which I started last night. I just
needed to vent, dear Diary, so here I am writing this.
The rent isn’t due until the first, and so I have 23 days to get the book
written. After that, I am sure eviction proceedings will begin. Maybe the
book will be sold before I am actually back out on the street. I will hold
that hope. Thank goodness winter is over and I will have a few months
free of freezing weather and snow.
The forums have seen a large upswing of people defending the paradigm.
That is something to be thankful for. Already many people are talking
about it on the Web. I think it’s catching on.
Not much else to write for now, at least not here. I should get back to the
book.
“I’m hungry,” I announced.
“Me, too,” Lee replied. We set the diary aside and headed towards the dining room,
deciding that lunch would be best fixed by the replicator since we were both too famished
to wait for preparation.
I suggested scallops in a creamy wine sauce, with broccoli and baked potato. Lee said
that sounded awesome, and so I gave the instructions even as we were making our way to
the table.
Shortly after we sat, a ’bottie served the requested meal and we dug in.