The course we choose to study doesn’t begin in school; it begins the moment we recognize that life is our teacher. I chose the course of love between a man and a woman. Yet all I’ve learned from Anais Nin, Joan Didion, and Lawrence Durrell about love isn’t guiding me. I have to start over and develop wisdom from my own experiences.
I checked into the third hotel, the previous one was tedious and murky. This morning in a larger room, on a crisp as iceberg lettuce, a day of clarity and stillness surrounds me. Outside my hotel room, the light is intermittent, a peak a boo stage window, the light illuminates portions of the crispy autumn leaves just before they drop. On my side of the glass, there are shadows and dissonance. What events take place this week will be instrumental in my future and as piercing as the southwest sun when it shone in my eyes.
This hotel’s staff is exceptionally friendly, conversant, and engaged in their jobs. Every time I pass by the guest check-in, Rose stops what she’s doing.
“ How’s it going?”
“Too early to tell.” I’ve been here a week, and I unzipped my lawsuit story, so she is in the know. She is knowledgeable about the law, and living through times that are more threatening than usual.
“ Okay. What are you doing today?’
“ Researching moving companies. Critical thinking and planning. When I moved from Santa Fe to Los Angeles, I hired a broker, thinking it was the actual company. When the van arrived, half of my things were broken, boxes were opened, and some were stolen. So this time, no mistakes.
“ Mistakes are all about learning.”
“ Yes, and I learned!”
“ What did you do last night?” She said with a curious smile.
“ I was at the bar, Lizzie was there rousing all of us up with puzzles, a brouhaha like the old days, you know, not one of us looked at our phones.”
“ Please, don’t even start. So annoying when you’re talking to someone and they are staring down at their phones.”
“ When I was living in LA, at huge four-way intersections in the middle of traffic, pedestrians crossed without even looking up. It was the same everywhere, restaurants, shops, it struck me as a way of looking very significant.”
“ You’re so right!”
“ That reminds me, I need to go write a column.”
“ Write about your lawsuit.”
“ No! I’m in witness protection writing.”
“ They may read it right?”
“ You New Yorkers are always on the right key.”
“ Gotta be, it’s New York.”
” I’m California”.
” That’s okay, I still love you, and your day is coming, and so is a new man.”
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ADVENTURERS IN SINGLE LIVINGNESS 
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