I have been trying to have my left wrist and arm repaired. This has resulted in several people trying to get me operated on, but being homeless is putting a damper on things. Despite my having Brutis declared my companian animal there is no way that will happen. The latest effort has me residing at the misson with no companian animal. I said no. I doubt the doctor is willing to perform the surgery, the mission was the best my insurance could do. Either take the chance all my possessions are stolen from my truck, Brutus gets hurt trying to find where I went while I am in the mission, or I have the surgery and someone drives my truck and Brutus to get me after an overnight at the hospital. I have also been reading of Trump and Ryan’s plan to privatize medicare, dismantle medicaid and privatize Social Security. Ok, well my Doctor said no to my living in my truck. So, I will stop their efforts tomorrow. I quit. The services I have are insufficient, they are going to be eliminated so I am no longer going to try. At 70 apparently I have reached the modern day ice floe. Nothing has gone correct the past year, so the election culmination shall ring that last bell. This happened before when the Oregon health plan was gutted. There is not enough food stamps to keep ice in my cooler, let alone food. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I don’t care anymore, I am just tired. Does not matter of what, I am tired of all of it. Fighting for the scraps is beneath me. Losing healthcare for a diabetic is serious. I will finish out this year and attempt to garner what I can in way of foodstuffs and meds. I will tell my pain NP tomorrow I want to end the pain meds. That should take the remainder of the year. Then the new year I will eliminate the remaining assets I have and default out on my phone service. Brutus and I will plan our trip carefully and I will go into the forest late winter early spring. By severing most contact I should find myself ensconsed in a nice area. My social media will stop. I will enter my blog posts as I can, when wifi allows me. Frankly, with my resources all dying out, there is not much more I can do. I will continue with my autobio until it is finished and then I will serialize it in posts. Getting that out should take some time. Hopefully I will get that out this coming year. After that? I do not know. To say I have reached some serious conclusions would be akin to considering an explosian a pop. I have many friends, some better than others. I have many acquaintances, also some better than others. That is all good. I have no drink or drug problems, that is also good. My head is clear, I am rational and I am not tossing things away. The truth is I do not want another round of waiting until this other crap goes full circle. My friends know there are ways to reach me, so long as you are not in a hurry. I am not in a hurry either. Thank you.