<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120071494296984893</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 24 Oct 2024 10:32:41 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>West Texas Insomniac 2017</title><description>This is an Ongoing Tale of Life, Love, Friends, Music, Vices and Salvation.</description><link>http://westtexasinsomniac.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120071494296984893.post-8571267674629729077</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Oct 2017 02:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-10-07T21:15:00.531-05:00</atom:updated><title>Let&#39;s See How This Goes</title><description>Welcome back. The last time I updated WTI was in the fall of 2011. A lot has happened since then, and I haven&#39;t decided yet how much of that will be a part of the blog. I simply feel the need to write again. Internet access may be sketchy for a while.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Today was my first day of being homeless. I woke up on someone&#39;s couch, drank a cup of instant coffee, and prayed. I don&#39;t have much money, and I&#39;m wasting some of it as I type this. I need some good rest, and I wanted a little more time to think about what&#39;s next. So I checked myself into a hotel for a couple of nights. I know some people are concerned. Worried. I&#39;m blessed with good friends. Some have opened their homes to me - a place to start over. I should have already taken one of them up on it, and I can&#39;t tell you why I haven&#39;t. It&#39;s not a secret. I just don&#39;t know what I should do. I&#39;ve got a day or two to decide, and I will. &lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m wounded, but I feel pretty good. I&#39;m not as fearless as I used to be, but I&#39;m not scared. More soon. tb &lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m Tim and I&#39;m still the West Texas Insomniac. Original content is licensed under a &lt;a href=&quot;http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0/deed.en_US&quot; rel=&quot;license&quot;&gt;Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License&lt;/a&gt;. Contact me at westtexan@hushmail.com. &lt;br /&gt;
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West Texas Insomniac 2007-2017</description><link>http://westtexasinsomniac.blogspot.com/2017/10/lets-see-how-this-goes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><georss:featurename>San Angelo, TX, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>31.4637723 -100.43703749999997</georss:point><georss:box>31.2469948 -100.75976099999997 31.680549799999998 -100.11431399999998</georss:box></item></channel></rss>