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stars. The sky was dotted with the dancing queens of night, and the sky enveloped all around her as if giving Meredith an unconditional loving embrace. She wanted to paint the stars. They looked very beautiful, more beautiful than she had ever seen in the city. In the city it was a very rare treat to even see a glitch of stars, but here,..but here...WOW! Meredith could see stars for miles and miles as if she was an astronaut and was flying through the mysteries of space. But what could she paint with even if she had wanted to? She had left her paintbrushes behind in New York City, giving them to a starving artist who was out on the street with some of his canvases, a tin can by them for whatever donations he could collect. That morning, she decided to take the dangerous journey into the closest city, Iquitos in Peru and with the very little money she had, buy some paintbrushes and paint. She bought what she could, supplies were scarce and very limited, but she managed to buy just enough so that she may paint. But before she could paint the stars, that day, she knew she had to capture something much more important than that. And that was the children of Cusco. She saw terror on their faces, the hunger in their bellies, and she could feel what she saw within herself. She knew that a picture could change the way that others felt, especially those wealthy people she used to paint. And so she started to paint the horror of humanity, especially the young darkened children whose eyes told of the thousand stories of infliction. Her paintings were quickly recognized and the faces of desperation, pleas of help, were soon within art galleries in the West. The matter of survival was harsh here, not just the physical labor and the domestic duties, but the spiritual matters as well. But then they wanted more pictures to be painted, more harshness of the real world to be captured, but Meredith couldn't do it anymore. She just couldn't. She also wasn't getting paid much, rather she was just giving them away. How can one collect money on the cruelties of humankind?
     
    She decided she couldn't take it anymore, and too much poverty had taken a toll on her. Her health wasn't good anymore, and her bank account was low. She decided to quit the Peace Corps once and for all, and was ready for a new adventure, back in the United States, the independent states that she had missed so very much. She went straight for California, for reasons she couldn't explain except that California offered a blue sky and a pretty ocean. She did odd jobs. She rented a small shack on the water, and surfed in Monterey Bay. She made love with a lifeguard named Bodhi who had perfect glowing skin and golden ringlet hair. She then traveled through the West Coast, along the beachy shores of the Pacific, and really liked it there, and stopped at a few areas, for a month, maybe even a week, and then finally made her way up through Oregon and into Seattle, where it remained her home for many more years to come. She didn't know why her internal compass kept pointing her north, but it did, perhaps it was instinct,and it wasn't until she discovered Seattle like the true gem that it was, did she understand why Destiny had pointed her in that direction. It was in Seattle that she felt the most comfortable, even though it was the most dreary, unpredictable, big city that she had ever lived in. New York City was even better than Seattle. However Seattle had something special about it, something rather unique and grandly constructed, that made her feel that this was the place that she was to grow up in, and make herself into a real woman.
     
    Now at the middle age of forty, Meredith wanted new adventures. She was swiftly approaching the second half of her life now, and she thought it was time that she rekindle all the romance for life that she once had once upon a time, long, long ago. Places that would take her to spiritual ecstasy. Places that gave her new liberated freedom. She had