I was stopped at a stop sign, waiting for the road to clear so I could turn left. A man was walking close to the left of my car, walking towards me. He seemed Italian, slightly seedy and shady - smoking. Another car, came up from behind him and stopped by his side, and the driver spoke briefly to the pedestrian and the man nodded and pulled out a cigarette and gave it to the driver - and then the other guy drove away.
Very contrary to my apprehensions about this place. So, the people here seem pretty decent. The traffic patterns are disconcerting and slightly ill conceived. Perhaps this is the result of poor planning and lack of space. I am starting to feel lost in space, yet again. So, I guess it wasn't Charleston. Symptomatic of something else...
Having a tough time finding an apartment that meets my expectations. Is my money really worth that little? I spoke to a very nice old gentleman today. He rents out his wife's family house. Talking to him was an extremely comforting experience. I've met and spoken to so many people in the last couple of days. Seems a blur.
Tired. Must sleep.
There's a feeling... but you're not feeling it at all.. there's a meaning, but you're not listening any more.. love Annie Lennox.
Mercifully not stranded in the seaward C-word any more!!
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