Dear Diary

I think the best basic trick in life is allways to keep someone to talk to and trust and confide in. That is why I keep this weblog really. So at least I have a voice out of the wilderness. Today was quite a day. After deciding to go out to another caf for a coffee ( I went a bit wrong with events in the other caf yesterday ) I noticed an open door at the Salvation Army so went through it. I was immediately in another world. A man covered in tatoos was painting out the hallway blocking the stairs and immediately asked me who I was and what I wanted. Thinking quick I explained that my life was good but that I wanted to know where to get a free meal if times got hard. I must have said the right thing or maybe it was my long hair. But anyway. I was led out on the street and down a nearby alley and into a courtyard with an open door, a girl chatting to a guy, and an introduction of "this is Jim" or something like that. An hour later I got hope with one remaining ambition in life never to let myself end up at the shelter. The girl and guy I met were charming. She had picked up a 3g/day habbit ( heroin ) while working for a merchant bank called Warburgs and he ( very kind ) was running the Sally Army. Really nice people who let me in on where to get free grub and help if things went wrong and more important how to do it right but it left me with that new ambition of mine. Stay out of the shelter. So I got home. Opened the post. Read my email. And I am now even doubly resolute about my business and programming and internet marketing. I think I have just about enough time and money to make this business work. I had a glimpse into the abyss today. A peek over the precipice. I found my boundaries in life beyond which I do not want to journey. I live on my family and the states now. I am rebulding my business life on the right side of the law. And I accept medication. I am back home now. Working away again on the web. Writing my weblog. That is more than enough for me.