[Elem's Scrapbook] Under One's Own Feet

by **Elem Bree** on January 24th, 2013, 4:58 pm

Hey Mizahar.

Trying out the Ricky method of phone posting. How he rocked Nano like this still boggles my mind. My name is Jason. I'm 37, a practicing Taoist and shaman. I recently moved a couple hundred miles away to Nashville, where the majority of my living family resides. I came to help my sister, who has MS, COPD, and degenerative disc disease. This is the story. I feel like I am actually hosting an intervention for myself and helping my sister is an added benefit.

I wasn't dying or anything where I was. Not physically. Spiritually and mentally I was in a void, a self induced life coma that could have gone on uneventfully for the rest.of my life. So, I just went. Here I am, 3 weeks later. Broke as hell but hopeful. Got a job and start Sunday. I had previously made the choice to avoid interaction with the other writers here outside of role playing. That was a mistake. Sitting here, counting time with.mundane tasks and satellite show lineups, I find myself missing Mizahar more than I thought possible.

So, once I generate some income, I look forward to returning fully. Since I've scratched out this much, maybe I can attempt some replies, though they will clearly lack graphic magic for now.

by **Elem Bree** on February 24th, 2013, 2:38 pm

Holy tethers, Batman! I'm back!

by **Gossamer** on February 24th, 2013, 4:14 pm

Yea! I'll rush and catch up your posts then.

by **Elem Bree** on March 6th, 2013, 5:16 pm

So, Mizahar, let me tell you why I'm still sluggish. It took me two months that I've been here to get a job. Since then, I've been living with my sister, who has breathing problems, degenerating vertebrae, and emotional issues. Also there are two dogs and cats. One of the dogs is about 12 years old, incontinent, blind and confused. I sleep in 30 minute increments because he will get trapped somewhere and flop around, barking hoarsely. My sister can't help him much,so I have to find him, dislodge him from whatever and go back to sleep.

I'm working full time now,which is good, but I don't get paid til the 20th and have been broke for weeks. I know people have it worse and I am grateful for a car, somewhere to live, food and my health. But it is a constant test everyday. I know the tests are necessary and I will come out on top, but it just never relaxes.Always an issue of some sort. I have faith and patience, but I am still human. It's hard in a relative way.

I have ideas and things written out for Elem and Lu and want to jump in, but it is hard to just sit and write when everything is still kooky. I am not giving up. I will get everything out, but it takes time. Because I have a conscience, I can't let the dog flop around in the dark. I also can't just keep my problems to myself and let you guys assume I am feebing out like I did previous. I just have a lot on me so just bear with me.