Since Father got sick until just a bit ago, things have been stressful for me. I’m not great with expressing my most inner feelings. I’m not altogether sure I believe they should be expressed. As Stanislof once said, “I have religion – I just think it should be a private thing, not yelled out for everyone to hear.” There are things I don’t really wish to blab discuss. It obviously does many people a great deal of good to explore, voice, compare, listen, vent, etc. Those people have a hard time understanding that many of us don’t wish to. I want to just live my life, not talk about how it is lived. I feel – I just don’t want to discuss it. As Curly once said, “I crap bigger than you.” Well, good for you. But TMI. Keep your crap to yourself.
So I lost a friend. They were upset at me that I didn’t call after Father died. I was busy talking with many people and dealing with many details. (Still am.) Three other friends whom I told next time I spoke with them didn’t get angry. They instead knew that I needed time to myself. Acceptance.
On to other things. I notice that since my old blog, going back to October of 2014 of the Third Generation of the Ongoing Letter (sounds official, eh?), nothing has been said of many things. So here goes – a kind of rapid-fire update.
The van, a.k.a. “38”, is gone. I sold it to a young person in Coaldale. He wanted to buy an older ‘collector’ (and, being older than 25 years, it was) to pimp it. Last time I saw it, he took the toilet out of it and removed the rear bumper. I wonder what became of it. I just know it’s gone, along with the Fun Craft logo Glenn painted on it.
I’m not at Flexibility anymore. I quit. I gave my notice before summer began. Almost six years is enough. I still see students now and then – Mongali, for example – and I’m happy to see they’re doing well. New country, new life, new future. But I wanted to concentrate on my education at the college and my new career. I have one tutor student at this time. Not sure if I’ll have more. I’ve taken down my teaching website but might resurrect it in its new form later on. Hard to know. But, for now, I’m done with teaching.