Have found my new home. It's near the beach and within steps of a great mountain view. Will have a nice patio where there will be an attempt to finish the book.

Will send her the postcard that was found at her workplace so it can come full circle.

Still waiting for the lightning to strike.

Went to a dive country bar downtown after eating at a nice Spanish restaurant. Obviously fit in both places, don't know how I do it. The country bar is closing in a week. They had some beer, a bottle of Kahlua, and a bottle of Tequila behind the bar. If you want to see the dead come back to life, stick around at closing time. She sat beside me and had a cane as a result of an accident. It was wobbling on the table while she was talking to me. We had to go and she wanted to join us.

"You're not coming back. I don't believe you. You're not coming back."

The cane wobbled back and forth and I made my way out the door.