I shouldn't be here.

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  I shouldn't be here.  We four Ashevillians were supposed to head back to North Carolina this morning.

  When we gathered at the van for the return trip, Rebecca said that she wants more footage and she may be here for another week.   Ivo felt that he had become so intrical to the Peace House's kitchen that he didn't want to leave them in a lurch until everything was in someone else’s hands.  Charley said that he had no compelling reason to go back home, and he wouldn't mind another day.

  As for me, I didn't want to leave either; but I have to get back to Asheville and find regular employment ASAP.  I am helping Rebecca, but I don't know  if I can justify staying much longer.

  We decided to stay another day.  Tomorrow at 8:30am, we will have another meeting and decide if we will leave.  (Rebecca has said that she will not go home with us tomorrow, but she can find another ride.)

  I want to stay with Rebecca and do sound work, but I have a doctors appointment and a "Bee Keeping" class that Althea bought for my birthday.  I'd hate to miss it.

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  Last night I told another blogger the details behind the "Providense" picture.  He's posted the cliffs-notes version of the tale on his site "upbeatdefiance."

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  A quick word as to where I'm blogging right now.:

  The blogging room at the Peace House was shut down after someone tried to hack the network.  The wi-fi connection was set back up at "Camo Casy II" where I am using a borrowed laptop to post this.

  I am in the middle of no-where, in the back of a large tent, blogging.  Technology is grand.

  It's 10:30pm (My time)  Joan Baez performed earlier.  Right now I can see Jeff Miller perform his one-act play "Eyes of Babylon."

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  I spend most of the afternoon at a beautiful waterfall in Crawford at a community park. The water is great. People are gathering there to get respite from the heat.  There are 30-foot high sheer cliffs around the waterfall that you can jump off of into the pool below.

  I met a girl named Rebekah at the waterfall.  She's one of those women I used to pine for when I lived in Florida:  The kind of girl that makes you want to quit your job, put on a back-back and hike to Alaska.

 She's also the kind of person who probably has a trail of broken men behind her.

  I've been on that trip before, so I guess I'll pass on this one.

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  My brother called me this afternoon and extolled me to come home and not miss my doctors appointment.   He's right. 

  On the other hand:  I could move the doctors appointment, re-enroll in Bee-keepers school and stay to help Rebecca.

  I guess I'll start my day at the ATM and see how much money I've got.  If I can pay the bills for August, I'll consider staying.

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