6:11 AM; Ojai—Encino Airbnb desk
I begin with a sigh—so much happening/changing, how to document it? Allie and I had a fight yesterday which left me feeling lonely and unwilling to reach out to anyone. I think of Abuela and all the time she spent/survived alone.
The card I pulled for today: Amor. I picked up my phone to check Instagram and Aisha popped right up, which was a surprise since she blocked my main account. But I was signed into my backup account, which she did not block. Not very much activity since we last talked before the hospitalization, which is a relief… can’t live without me! ;)
Listening to Lianne La Havas from “Spring ‘17,” which was ICAH times. Crazy world.
I feel less lonely knowing that God is a clown. I laugh more.
Things continue to move at light speed. So happy my destined apartment is owned by sweet weirdos. Really looking forward to becoming part of this new family. The excitement does not relieve my anxiety.
Before heading here, I lost my wallet and was incredibly tempted to consult the cards, but Leslie’s wisdom rang in my head: pray! So I did. And the wallet appeared.
So off I go to pray.