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Another apartment rental kind of day. Place showed up on craigslist that had been there before, but they never called back. So, I phoned and got a person (Angel--his name is Angel) and agreed to meet there this afternoon.

Place is ideal. A 1-BR apartment, spacious and just painted out, etc. Price is right. Location is pretty good. There's one person ahead of me in the queue and she hadn't shown up to drop off a deposit--so there's hope I'll get the nod.

Was a long 2nd trip over and back in two days. Not my favorite activity--commuting on Highway 17. But, I made it there and back for two runs. Hopefully, I'll have to go back tomorrow to sign a lease--that's my imagining tonight.

Angel was a very peaceful person. He seemed pleased with his life.

A friend of mine, MSR, sent me a note describing her epiphany she experienced during and after a major car accident. She was unhurt, but the incident caused her to see some things and make some lifepoint connections that she'd not fully integrated before her car went careening out of control. The universe gets our attention in many different ways--sometimes with life-threatening interventions.

She said that during the time the car was tumbling, she had no fear of death even though it might have been the end. What she got was an experience of pure love coming to her from her higher power, through the people in her life. Her life didn't pass before her; her friends and family passed before her and gave her the gift of knowing pure love.

On the way back here today, there was an accident on Highway 17. A car was upended in the middle of the road with three men comforting someone who was trapped in the wreckage. A replay of what MSR had done a few days ago.

After I speak with her, I'll ask her if I may share some of what she wrote. She named the file "Say your goodbyes...and Love Life!"

While I was in Palo Alto this afternoon, I bumped into a woman (Elaine?) that I've seen around town many times. She asked if I had a cold (one symptom is a loss of voice strength). I told her what I'd been doing for the past four weeks. I could sense her need to run away. She didn't want to hear any bad news. She was supportive, but didn't stay and talk very long. This scene will play out many times once I get back.

Today, still kept the sugar intake low, very low. Tremor is there, but I was able to get things done without it being intrusive. Ate more protein today. Rice and veges for dinner with a can of sardines. In many ways, I felt "normal" today with some tremoring. I shake at rest, but seem to be relatively still when I'm engaged--even filling out rental applications.

Tomorrow I await news on the rental front and work on my nutritional assessment.