…falling on my head like a memory. The memory being Florida and the glorious rainstorms. Despite a biting chill that comes with California rain, I feel like I am in my element. Being a cancerian, I guess that statement holds more truth than intended.
That memory may be a contributing factor to why I called the Los Angeles Central Office of AA to find a gay meeting tomorrow morning. Not because I am drinking and out of control, but for fellowship. It may not be the best reason to go, but like the Third Founder says, just be present!
Receipt of my Coats & Clark Newsletter has also prompted me to begin searching for a crochet group. They had a calendar of events, but none close enough for me to attend. Then I remembered that I had wanted to seek out Stitch N Bitch Los Angeles. Okay let’s try to find Stitch N Bitch Organization. Still no group. I sent an email inquiring.
Wisdom or Stupidity? No matter how much I hate people, I am always seeking them out.
PS: I just had a thought. Maybe if everyone in the United States was furloughed on every Friday, we would be back in the black again. I am all for the three-day weekend.