Just Now.

My neighborhood friend replied: Press charges against the high winds that's blowing every one's trash can around. Including mine! And The wind probably blew it next door. And The wind probably blew it next door. And Crazy Etc. Then I replied: It's completely gone, obviously since someone took it. Who took it I don't know, but I'll find out and start legal action starting noon tomorrow. Even now I am just trying to live my life in peace, like I was since I was a child. I'll spend it instead seeing you all face some justice. It won't be a life of peace, but it will be better than nothing. End of the text messages. Well, I'll check again, but it looks like it's gone.

I just apologized to my neighborhood friend if I disturbed him this late. And I repeated I'm not saying I know who if anyone did it. But it's obviously gone, so noon tomorrow.

I might be able to see better in daylight too.

Anyways I found it. It did blow down the street. That does bring up some issues still though.
I do need help in a lot of ways. I have a very old car Eric was about to replace, I was hoping with more safety and accessibility features. I'm doing a good job of cleaning, but I could use a little help. Also if I at least knew my real diagnosis and how to deal with it. Cerebral Palsy and a couple of other things, but that's a secret too for some reason. All of that has been going on for the past couple of years. It's actually been going on from at least 2011, or even all my life. And I thought it would be resolved by now. Like I told people, I'm becoming an old man, I can't work, I don't think I ever could, and I don't spend that much. So how could there be not enough money?