I was reading what my father used to call "dirt sheets" ;) and there was a little piece in there about whatever the hell happened to Robert Blake that we all know is guilty as hell but he got off?!
I was relieved that his daughter w/ Bonnie is in very good and capable hands! (Thats a whole story, which I'll leave to the National Enquirer, page 26, to tell ya!) At the end, about Robert Blake himself, it said:
"Blake is living a sad and lonely existence, spending the majority of the time in his small Los Angeles apartment ... or sipping coffee, alone ..." (National Enquirer)
A few pages past that is the story about another once-famous living out his "sad last days" ...
Now, there is a very human part of me (especially in the case of the aforementioned Mr. Blake) that says -"Good! So you still, basically, got a jail cell!" but there's another part of me in this, too --
Especially as my life has evolved over the past half-dozen years, my world has more and more and MORE resembled these type of people ... which I just don't get! I didn't kill anyone and get away with it; I didn't actually do much of anything, really - except make some stupid choices, and having a propensity for being a victim --
And I hesitate to say that. Except in my own blog, where I feel I have the most freedom of expression. Because I don't want to hear one person say that I'm playing the victim ; that I'm a martyr; anything like that. Because some really awful things did happen to me, and in some cases, are still happening to me, and people are just - gone. Not everyone, no. But enough for it to be noticeable. Enough for it to create big changes.
Enough to create a Robert Blake life.
Emails, phone calls, letters in the mail, my faith, and CoCo, are things that keep me from going completely over the cliff here.
But know this:
I'm kinda sorta having the same life as these guys you read about in the "dirt sheets".