...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
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A Journal of Sorts
"severance,
the birds of leaving call to us
yet here we stand
endowed with the fear of flight..."
~ Dead Can Dance ~
ever wonder why we humans have made our live so complicated?... so many pieces of paper attached to every person and without which, life virtually stops... you are not who you are unless you can prove yourself... you don't connect the dots of your paper trail and you lose credit and credibility... or more... who has time for friends, no less love and family, when so much of life is spent working to prove one's worth and identity...
kids... don't ever trust anyone with your life-experience proof papers
unless you're ready to start over from the bottom of square one...
ok, so I spent the last 8 hours calling dozens of numbers to track down papers I need to re-establish a credible (in the eyes of this culture) life again... and this is just dealing with one branch of society, the vehicle registration and drives licensing people... at least those are obtainable... some of the stuff lost somewhere in the past is gone for good (lament, sigh)...
the good news is it only cost about $300 (so far... hoping that's all of it... estimating phone costs, including postage costs and government fees and such)... and hopefully by next week I will be fully legal to transport by motor vehicle once again... alas, another day, another hill to climb...
