I am wondering if Fredo and Mike are on their way to Guatamala? It is quite the most beautiful place that I have
ever been, on the coast and the interior both. I always
thought of it being wild and dangerous but never a place of
such beauty until I was there.

Which brings me to talking about ideas and changing them. A
lot of people that I know are so rigid. Change is not in
their vocabulary. I want my world to be fluid, vibrant and
subject to change. Nothing set in concrete and forever immoveable.

Look at the willow tree. It bends with the wind but it doesn't break. If the circumstances of our lives change, then
we change with them or are forever unhappy.

I am thinking of my friend Avis. She could be enjoying leisure and whatever resources that are at hand rather than
harboring a futile wish for death to come quickly. She has
a library and a tv available. She can write letters or write
the story of her life.

There are always alternatives to boredom. I am a Pollyanna
but it suits me.