Dam...I feel sorry for the guy...that's always been a problem for me. Its like he looks up to me for guidance or something...he can't even figure out how to use my french press (he broke his kuerig) so rather than ask me every day to show him, because he needs to be shown repeatedly, he just bought a jar of instant.
There's a childlike innocence to James. Or is it stupidity? Is there even a difference? You can see it in his eyes, which can't seem to make eye contact with mine.
Was he born stupid or did the drugs make him that way? I've always wondered if the old adage was true that ignorance is bliss. He looks pretty blissful to me. Always happy go lucky. Not a care in the world. At this moment he's talking baby talk to his chihuahua. With that deep, gruff voice it sounds kind of creepy and unsettling.
I sometimes think there's a purpose for all the things that happen in my life. What could be the purpose for meeting James? Was he brought to me for me to learn something about myself? I mean, I know he won't be in my life in a year, probably less, but what is the nature of this simple human being and what could I possibly learn from him? Am I just over thinking it?
Blissfully ignorant or no I still don't trust him.
Tryna find a job in Sedona today. Red rock country. Fricken beautiful up there. Only been once. Touristy. At least what I saw in that short time. But its a great place to paint and sell my paintings.
I'm not looking forward to another hot ass summer with 110 temps. I would like to stay here in AZ just not southern AZ. I like a little cold and some snow once in a while, Idk, we'll see.
Tomorrow I have a date. With a woman. (I can hear the snickering) Her name is Christel. She's a german citizen living here in AZ. We both are artists. She does beautiful work. When I met her two years ago we had talked about rooming together in Puerto Panasco, Sonora, Mexico. Its a small, touristy, mexican fishing town on the gulf of California. Living like bohemians on great seafood, inexpensive locally made linen clothes and selling our art to tourists and spring breakers from the states.
We still might. Ive never lived in another country. It could be a lot of fun. She knows I'm not into women so there's no sexual tension. I think we'd make good room mates.