The next 50 years

So I've been parked here since february. Going for water at the empty icbc building, being careful not to draw attention or overdo it. Then the situation over on the other side of the creek got ugly as local businesses decided to fight with their RV population. Who arrived here and parked at the icbc which used to be strictly policing the yard and now seem to have abandoned the building. A week after arrival this jackass is letting water run out on the ground so he can have nice sod to lay on (wtf?) and giving the others permission to steal electricity from the building. One person argued with him about something and he declares it's his territory because he was there the longest (not at all) and if they don't like it, too fucking bad.   This jackass is going to get the water cutoff at the least, get us swept and the local laws changed at worse and I haven't a clue what to do. I have run into this kind of bully before and they work strictly on the basis of cheating a...

I finally made a friend, maybe.  I mean, so far I have made several friends who subsequently ghosted me so who knows, but this guy seems to need a friend for actual.  Like not judging me and appreciating that I do the same in return. I realized that all I actually want in a friend is to know they aren't an enemy.  To be able to smile when I see them or their vehicle, not feel like I'm supposed to crawl under a rock and hide.  Which is how most people make me feel.  I just want to feel like someone is fine with seeing me in existence.  Of course now he's had time to think about me maybe not, as usual.  It's been copacetic and ghost multiple times since I arrived.  Like the guy who offered to give me a dog then went hostile when I followed up and I still don't know why he went hostile.  It's almost like his little dog liked me too much.  Oh she did, too, cuddled right up into my arms and didn't want to leave. She felt so good in my arms to...