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Aside from short musings about my own life and times in Japan, I try to share stories and content that are positive, educational, family-friendly and inspiring…rather than news and time-sensitive material. I can’t make my self-imposed deadline of Sunday sometimes, and I hate that. Me try to do better…
Ok (takes deep breath) here we go…
I’m through with political stuff, because there are enough people out there to cover that. I caught too much flak for my opinions, riled some danders, and I really didn’t educate myself on the material before putting in my two cents.
If I made a career out of political commentary…I would starve to death.
All it did was open a Pandora’s Box of bickering and heated words among friends. Sometimes, it would go back and forth for a week or so….that was too much. Different scenarios would come up, people saying this caused this, etc. The s**t got a little deep for me, and was getting deeper. When I could find a place to jump back in, the tide changed, and there I was. I really don’t see how major commentators keep up, sometimes. I’ll let politics and politicians implode on themselves. So, that’s that.
You hear stories of “Kodokushi” (孤独死) here in Japan quite often, and it is really sad. There are even small businesses that help with the aftermath. For a country so compact, it shouldn’t happen, but it does. Statistics show that many are the elderly. Many of the people who die alone (illness, sudden death), didn’t intend for it to end this way. Meaning they were in actuality, social people, but maybe different circumstances (alienated, disabled, change of persona, etc) deemed otherwise.
On the flip side of the coin, there are people who may “think ahead” enough to plan dying alone…or damn the torpedoes and everything decent, and purposely die alone.
In that case, I ran across this tongue-in-cheek guide to dying alone…and I wonder who would be fool enough to do this. Really. I will say this article DOES NOT USE THE WORD, OR ADVOCATE SUICIDE. It simply tells you (with humor) how to put yourself in a situation (the hard and illegal way) to die alone.
Seriously, don’t try these things…enjoy life to the best of your ability!!
If you, or you know of someone who is struggling with depression, or seems suicidal…please do not hesitate to reach out. Call your local suicide hotline, law enforcement, neighbor, family, friends…and get help immediately.
Note: there is some foul language and “unsavory” content within (but not graphic images)…proceed with caution!
Good morning! Going back to work today, after being out two days with a high fever (37.3 ~ 39.5) and just aching all over. It started Sunday afternoon, not long after I took Alex out on his bike.
Went to the hospital emergency the next day (national holiday, clinics arent open), got some meds and told to come back the next day.
Go back on Tuesday, got some penicillin and two other meds. Fever was yo-yoing up and down, and I couldn’t stay up (or awake) for a long period of time..so you can imagine I got plenty of sleep.
Night sweats are fun, too.
Woke up Wednesday, still felt like crap, so I emailed in sick again. Stayed in bed mostly, except to eat and other personal duties.
I hope I feel even better as the day wears on into tomorrow.
I still don’t know what it was that caused me to go down so fast. Maybe just the heat (we’re having a heat wave this week in Japan) and just physical exhaustion brought it on…I don’t know.
I will say that I drank maybe one cup of coffee since Sunday…the rest of the time it was water, sports drinks and fruit/vegetable juice.
Maybe its time to kick another habit?
I opened my George.doc file this morning, for the first time in a long time. It didn’t have the feeling it had while I was working on it, but I’m sure that feeling will come back. The feeling of getting lost within your own prose is fantastic at times. I gotta have that feeling again.
In writing, there is such a thing as a beat or rhythm…just as in music. It’s not really there when you first start a story, but if you keep at writing and building the story on a daily basis, you will start to feel the rhythm or beat.
It takes me a couple of days…but once I get started, it’s like a drug, right? All these ideas start coming in, the story starts telling itself, and you don’t want to stop. You don’t want to lose one piece of precious information…so you try to get everything down, whether it ends up being edited out or not.
But sometimes, life happens (mainly, my bread and butter employment) and you do have to shut it down until the next day or so.
With my schedule (bread and butter), that next day turned into a year. I was working on a children’s story at the same time…so I finished it first.
George and the locals of his small hometown (I have done gone and forgot the fictional name…shame on me) have sat in limbo for too long. With several smaller storylines that will make this probably one of my biggest stories ever.
It will certainly be one of my most complex stories…I’ve never written something like this before. I have got alot of research to do, as I go along.
I hope when I knock on George’s old door tomorrow…he answers and forgives me.