April 3

Quarter to five on Friday afternoon, in the library, wondering where I ought to lay my head tonight. Looked at three cabins of various levels of modernity today before hitting every real estate office in town for leads on alternatives. The first cabin was twenty-five miles outside of town up a barely passable road, a kind of makeshift shack nailed feebly together of particle board & woodscrap, a corrugated tin roof, like a picture of a cabin comprised of different puzzle pieces of cabins cut roughly & taped together. The outhouse did not have a door, snow drifting three feet against its inner walls. The second cabin, perhaps where I will stay here at first, is caboose-shaped, clean, two yellow walls, the others cedar-planked. A cut carpet covers it, an oil heater sits against one wall. It has electricity, which is to its credit, & seems clean & orderly enough. Drawback here being no water, but access to the landlord’s basement bathroom, where I could shower or use a flushing toilet when need be. This, perhaps strangely, is the frontrunner. The last cabin I looked at was two stories, two bedrooms, with all of the amenities, but well overpriced. While talking to the would-be landlord there, it was unveiled that he moved here literally to be under Palin’s governance. He almost frothed at the mouth, unprovoked, talking about that lying sonofabitch in the White House. Maybe not an energy I’d like to have hovering over me. & as for the real estate offices, they require year leases for efficiencies in duplexes & ten-plexes & want too much money for what they offer. Right now, I am unsurprisingly having a good deal of trouble deciding on this evening’s course of action. Pay for one more night at the place I’ve been staying or just bite the bullet on the middle cabin. Who knows. Hoping Willa will tell me. Hoping there is providence in patience & the right thing comes to pass. There is little beyond that of note. Again, walked Bishop’s Beach along Kachemak Bay, at low tide earlier. Coffee at the general store. An omelet at the diner. Wondering how it is I am supposed to be doing all of this. The usual.

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