A Disconcerting Buzz
Still in Key West. I am waiting on some important identification papers in order to receive my food benefits. It’s making me anxious because it has not arrived yet, and has been nearly a week. If these papers get lost in the mail, it would have a devestating and anxiety filled outcome for me. Plus if I dont have identification to show to the Federal people by January 31st, then my benefits application will be dropped. So much hassle. But I am doing my best. Is it not understandable why this situation might be delivering a large package of stress to the doorstep of my cerebrum?
Key west has some interesting characters. Me and Joshua have been having pretty good luck in defeating our mediocre obstacles and meeting new friends, while keeping cash in our pockets. I am improving greatly my harmonica skills, and have discovered the great relaxation tool it is turning out to be. I find myself almost unable, nonetheless un-wanting, to stop the calm state of mind that comes over me as I blow bits of my heart and soul into my harp.
Trying to just get all of our duties done, so that we can begin “island hopping” and traveling about once more.
Walking down these streets, or rather one particular street (Duval Street), you can’t help but look around and feel as thought you have stumbled directly into the filming of a new zombie film. Everyone walking around with the same expressions on their face, mindlessly enjoying themselves and the reflections of their fancy suits and trim figures in the expensive shop windows.
Looking bland, with their heads more so than not pointing at the ground. A slight disturbance is resounding on the air waves and everyone has a lingering buzz of discomfort at the back of their mind, though they know not why, or how long it has been there. What shall we call this disturbance, this buzz, this menace….. I have not the time for puzzles right now, nor do I care to dwell on the subject of a zombie society any longer. So goodbye for now, love to all.
