I live in a world of wonder. I wonder how long I will be allowed to stay and enjoy the fruits of happiness. Lord please donβt take me yet even if I am to go to Heaven I donβt think I could take the let down it would be. I think of Scott who could have the best of the best but is trapped in a mind of disbelief. Isabell says last night before going to dinner what is my name? I say Isabell no she says I am Sa Bren Ah. Damn could have fooled me you look just like Isabell. Spanish has its own value like the word βterribleβs meaning is the same as our but in Spanish it is said Teh-re-blay. Β She celebrated her 18th birthday yesterday and I said you name the place and I pay the bill. Who would suspect an eighteen-year-old girl would know of a place more expensive than any in Hollywood. A bottle of Champane was 960,000 pesos. Ol lord what have I gotten myself into? I tell you I am living a life of wonders.
I set at a table the words I hear are from outer space then things I see are from Heaven the women I sat with are so beautiful all should stare but the room is full of these heavenly creatures. Good Lord it is good I was not sent here as a young stud I would have never survived. Isabell is so appreciative that she thanks me for the wine the dinner and for allowing her friend to come many times.
Going out the door, I send a picture to others of Fanny and me. I send it then remember I had not put the picture on the email. No one knows what I say I am speaking English to two women who are in a hurry to go and even though I have waited two hours for them to get ready when they are ready I am to rush to their sides. You think maybe I live in a world of wonders. I wonder when I will catch on. I wonder if life can get better. I wonder how many more friends I shall meet who are as attentive and loving as those I have now. Those reading of you that have sent by several different ways your love and words have not gone wasted. I wrote an article which I wonder if it will be read but it was called a Miracal and it was so exciting to write that it gave me a new lift. I have decided that when I write I am going to use names of people real people those of you that have been my friends for life will find your names in my articles. Worry about being sued? LOL at 83 how many of you would spend money paying a lawyer and wonder if I would live to pay the bill and wonder if I had enough money anyway. Now consider I am in South America who will serve the papers? Hang them in the rest room I will get to them eventually. I am going to use names and places from the past and be damn of the consequence.
I wonder who or if anyone reads this but I have came to the point in life I donβt care if the cow needs Milken or not I donβt care if the dishes are done and think I have made my last bed. If you donβt like looking at an unmade bed stay out of my bedroom. It was mentioned that I should have a t.v. in my bedroom which I donβt have and I told them anyone coming into my bedroom to watch television is moving out. Makes one wonder donβt it. Until I am called home or run out of money I will do that which I can do when the feeling arrives and when it leaves or taken away then I do that which I can until then read or burn my messages but know that even if you burn them I will still send up smoke signals. You just cant get rid of me that easily. Love each and every one of you.
A Messenger,
Verl K.