GooberBaby

Ever since watching Flipper as a kid, I have wanted to have a dolphin or at least be able to swim with them. I grew up in Southern California and I used to watch the surfers paddle among them. Very cool.

I am a published author and I used to create art all the time. Writing and drawing were two of my favorite things to do. I haven’t done either in years. I know it’s still deep inside me and I know it wants very badly to come out but there seems to be some kind of fear blocking it and I don’t know where that is coming from.

I just ended a four year relationship. It was very difficult but now that the decision has been made once and for all, I feel free and I am ready to move on.

Disneyland is one of the few things I miss about southern California. I want to go back.

I have never wanted fame or fortune or the standard-issue American Dream. Contentment is what I have always wanted. To be able to sit back and look at my life and sigh with contentment. To be satisfied with my life the way it is, warts and all. I came very close a few years ago but I feel it all slipping away again. I will not let that happen.

As usual with most jobs I’ve had, it’s not the job I don’t like, it’s the administration/bosses/supervisors/etc. that make me want to quit. I hate working for others. I hate not having control over my own time. I need to use my talents to get the life I want.

I’m hoping to buy a place on the river and use micro hydro power. I need to study it some more.

I want to go raw. I’ve managed to get about 85% raw three times in my life and it was amazing what a difference it made in my weight and health. It’s so hard to maintain, though, when no one else in your life is raw. I’m going for it again, though, this summer. I’ve finally convinced the most important people in my life that it is what’s best for me.

I want to build my own home out of cob and bamboo. I want it to be two levels with lots of windows. I want lots of found objects embedded into the walls and driftwood for stair railings.