LETTERS TO STRANGERS ... LETTERS TO STRANGERS ... LETTERS TO STRANGERS ... LETTERS TO STRANGERS ... LETTERS TO STRANGERS
BEING SOME EXCERPTS FROM RAMBLINGS OF THE VARIOUS CHARACTERS WHO LIVE, VISIT, OR WANDER WHERE THEY WILL GO TO WRITE
LETTERS TO STRANGERS
[ FROM THE HOPEFUL EMAIL GROUP] I'm still hopeful that you are here I'm still hopeful that you still care I'm still hopeful we'll meet someday I'm still hopeful what can I say? :) hello again... some of you have heard from me in other groups tonight... for whatever reason, this night I overcame the ambivalence and fatigue and wonderful excuses I have for not writing or sending mail (like I don't have a phone line and I'm working 100 hours a week again and I sleep in my car most nights cuz it's easier than driving across town... I hope to find a place closer to work next month)... anyway, here I am... feeling wonderful and loving life and that's a good enough reason to steal some time from sleep and say hello to you and let you know that I care and hope life is good for you these days... time is relative and I won't let it (time) take away the good feelings (strange as I may be, I'm even more real than strange :) wish you were here in Orlando (are you?) so I could somehow try to find a few minutes to meet you somewhere... maybe were the friends we've always hoped to find... or maybe we're two ships passing in the night inspiring a little mre light within each other... there's always hope :) I am ok, just working way too much to write daily at the moment... the website has occasional updates, but mostly I'm allowing the written gardens lay fallow... my creative muses never sleep though, so I suppose tonight was their way of tossing tea overboard or somehow changing course... mutiny on the the insane ship workaholic :) so while friends sleep in their rooms I sit in their living room connected to the net and communicating like this for the first time in months... I've popped into a half dozen groups tonight, at least... and for whatever they are worth, rhymes are flowing... if you know me, then you know this is a reason to celebrate life and being... so welcome to my party, wish you were here :) did you remember to floss? (irreverence is a prelude to a kiss, for anyone who gathers in the references as they slide out of my head)... interested in what I am doing with my time these days?... well, I work with people called "at-risk youth"... children and adolescents who, for a variety of reasons, have behavior and psychiatric problems that require a level of residential care and treatment that their family can not or will not provide... the pay is not so great, so much overtime is needed for the moment... but it's challenging and rewarding in many ways and a good stepping stone position as I return to the health care and human services world... helping is one of my favorite things to do :) I'm feeling good overall, tired but happy with me... and if you happen to be in Orlando and want a friend... 407-426-7101 is my voicemail... I am kicking myself to check it more often (I finally checked it today after two weeks... I will check more often)... I still plan to get a pager as soon as I have the extra money and I'll put that number on my contact page on the website when I get it... snail mail is picked up about once a month at PO Box 592511 Orlando Florida 32859-2511 to you who write to me and you who check the website, your mail and knowing you check the website means much more than I can express at the moment - lifeline is a word that approaches the worth you have in my mind... and some of this mail to you will be part of the next journal entry because you've helped me gather the info and express what I'd like to say to the few people who consistently KIT :) hope life is smiling more than frowning for you... is it? honest love, ric "remember when the music brought us all together to stand inside the rain and as we'd join our hands,we'd meet in the refrain, for we had dreams to live, we had hopes to give..." ~ Harry Chapin ~ (home on the web) (more email groups) [ THE HOPEFUL EMAIL GROUP ] [ is for anyone who has hope or at least believes in hope ] [ cuz there's always hope ] to subscribe, send a blank message to: hopeful-subscribe@egroups.com ... a friend is a stranger waiting to be met ... a friend is a stranger wanting to be met ... a friend is a stranger willing to be met ... LETTERS TO STRANGERS is a garden in NEWSBEE'S UNIVERSE and a part of THIS PLACE  EMAIL
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