In my office


I’m in the Half Moon Bay Coffee Company. My office is at a table close to an outlet where I have my computer plugged in. I’m again searching for a room, studio apartment or a cheap one bedroom apartment.

If I worked, I could easily find an apartment with more bucks, but I am not a willing worker anymore. Over sixty years of working is enough.

However, when I settle down somewhere, I’ll have plenty to do, which may generated some income. But I cannot gamble before that happens.

I ordered a short stack of pancakes that are as big as the hubcaps on my car. So, if I finish those, it will assure my place at this table for a long time.

Keeping the faith: the perfect place for me is there for me to find.


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