Last Daze in Potanga

Last Daze in Potanga

leaving potanga behind (april one 1990)

saying goodbye to my daughter and grandson / sitting then on the deck with a fresh cup of coffee in a bright yellow cup / a little teary eyed to think of missing these wonderful trees that are here and that made more than any other single thing or event it was the trees and the birds that made it possible for me to stay here as long as i did

limbo has no plan

limbo is a lollygag, a full-tilt piddle

finally rises / washes the dishes and tills the soil around the new pansy bed

limbo lingers

limbo dont last long enough / segues into a stew a snit a swivet

we are readying the Bubble for a long trip around the world (there will be no more at home Dodger games) sorry about that

onward and upward / sideways too / here we go / gonna hit the Zig Zag Trail

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Departure Strategeze Elevated to Commemorative Memorial Rites and Rituals

To Be Specifc :

packing the truck is the dominant theme

objects to be placed in back of truck : a three dimensional puzzle

containers (boxes dressers suitcases trunks bags et cetera must contain items suitable to the position of the container (or such as noted above) : in the back of the truck

this means if you want “it” to be handy or readily available dont pack it in a container that will be at the wrong end of the bus / so to speak

now for a few simple “rules” : to reduce confusion and minimize extraneous inner dialogue : once packed, it stays packed, no switching from container to container unless Emergency or getting “it” out because you need “it” now

i am selling my house
i am suing a neighbor
i have two lawyers
i am trying to keep my health together
i am mini-bingeing splurging indulging in Litany of Woe
struggling with integration
in the face of Blatant Fragmentation

and about to take a hot bath out back under the trees
and floss my teeth

Celebrating and Honoring the Rituals of my Dying Life Style