Stories

I see stories of me starting a new job today and talking to a nice lady while she was having coffee with her meal.  Wiping tables, and chairs, booths lead me to new people; new opportunity.

Met a person who write stories like me.  He also like woodpeckers.

During the night more work, more people.  More experience.

When I got home, Orange Hope was waiting for me.  My little cat.  That keeps me alive.  Keeps me alive.  Makes me laugh.

Orange Hope keeps helps me to help me.

It's good to be working again.  Working keeps the voices down.  Soon they will be gone.