Rushed to bus to seitai so now posting a “timestamp” photo to show that I’m at seitai (& my fluffy hair is full of static electricity) Dec. 1, 14:20
My favorite flowers in the seitai office entryway, maybe I forgot to mention but my thoughtful wife bought me similar on the anniversary of my mom’s passing.
Continue reading Diary: always on repeat, bus to seitai, postcards and coffee, ramen with darlingsI’ve done it, left the house for something other than a medical appointment… Heading to get a haircut, bus lets me off right near a sweet shrine so can I go toss in some coins and ring the bell and ask the 80,000 kami for a favor or two
Outfit: The crown/hat was handmade by a generational milliner in Springville Utah / a gift from a legendary artist friend who inscribed the headband with “uncle w33d” and hand written quote from Richard Brautigan. And yes my jacket (I gift from older brother) has a “Dave” name patch on it I added later.
New Year Cards:
Festive/holiday/new year cards ordered.
Next step is ordering the special “national lottery” commemorative new year stamps for domestic (¥63) and a whole bunch of ¥100 stamps for international plus airmail stickers
Continue reading Miscellany: did i forget to tell about hats, barbers, cards & winter clothes?For starters: Usual routine, photo evidence, heading for treatment by bus (with my fare card) every fibre in my adorable body fumimg in pain
(Always sunny in Okayama) #cardigan
Today’s flowers in the doctor’s office entrance foyer.
A few of my creative endeavors from poetry book to postcards to umeboshi (plus Ryoko’s wreath) on display at the doctor’s office. There are more scattered around here.
Continue reading Diary: seitai, bento, buses & snapsGM: Gosh, trying to do everything right but still every night is a lousy night sleep.
Tossing and turning and twitching, up-and-down, aches and pains – hoping to get up, nutrition and onto the bus for treatment but keep on wondering “is it worth it?”
Nervous about week ahead
Now: oxygen; next: dishes, bath, more oxygen, meds + supps, meditation & sleep.
{ichiro snoring beside me}
this week has a lil overnight trip to nearby Kurashiki for school event & back to hospital solo on Friday
Maybe seitai tomorrow
Trying so hard (but trying not to) <3
PS To my pals around the world always saying “dude, you gotta do cold plunges”
Continue reading Diary: Tossing, turning, snoring & nerves and Santa tasksTime-stamp snapshot from the bus to remind self that went for seitai treatment.
Riding air condition’d splendor of Uno bus on way to Seitai treatment. Yes, on a Sunday morning. The Doctor only sees patients on days which end with number 1, 3, 6, 8 / somethings you just don’t ask questions about.
{produces almost psychedelic experience with tremendous nueromemories long forgotten or sequestered in someway, bound up in neurological and muscle knots in various parts of body / hard to explain except the pathways become smoother >> but it’s a bit of a rocky road to get there}
Everything is analog + there’s always a new flower arrangement in the entryway.
Cash only, in a box. First come/served > write your name on the list (after appropriate bows), patiently wait your turn.
The treatment happens in a tatami mat room with a record player & epic collection of classical records. I took him a gift of a Glenn Gould playing Bach album.
I should note that it’s really fine when the magical dates line up with a day-off Sunday because of construction (previously demolition) on a building next-door which kind of kills the buzz of the quiet peaceful classical music tatami room.
PS there was also a fax machine conundrum on-site / when resolved, delivered news of the passing of another Sensei in hiroshima. Imagine: a group fax to announce your passing
Back on the bus, feeling like that beat up $20 bill you hide in your shoe when on a renegade hitchhike. Battered, bruised, tattered, diminishing in value however, I’m still up and at it, heading to medical appointment, (looking super cute ;) ha
For the record, these bus stop photos are not an exercise in vanity. (obviously), snapped as date/time reminders so I can keep my diary of medical appointments accurate, (if I forget to scribble in a note)
Back on beloved Uno bus with Wi-Fi service (my current phone doesn’t have data nor phone service. It’s basically just an iPod touch, but with a Sim slot, 2 actually, but neither operational)… Makes it a little tricky to time buses.
Had a bit of time to wait after checking the paper schedule at the stop sign so hit up the 7-Eleven for hot milk tea, steamed pork bun, and some gloves as it’s quite chilly out. Read Murakami Ryu’s “69” on a bench wactching street cars.
IMO Street cars are best all-around public transport when considering building/operating cost + ease of use, charm & accessibility.
This week is also back to the Okayama university research hospital // they are doing a really nice job with me, but my goodness, the anxiety ramps up as it’s a hectic day out and then a couple days of recovery :(
Really feeling tattered, battered and discouragement recently to be honest.
Importantly/subtext of all of this is: slow down, work on my mental health as well as physical health.
So much is wonderful but I just can’t seem to find any kind of the rythm & spark.
My wife is sensational, my kiddo, exceptional, my in-laws, fantastic, our home is generally all right (always something to be done & often bit messy because life but you know,…) and so much I want to do creatively, but I suppose I’m just tired of being tired #MECFS
Anyway, I’m home now, going to warm my dog bones in a hot bath, maybe hit some turpentine brandy / as such, this concludes this episode of: “excessively translucent and vaguely mundane musings from a somewhat-washed-up, but generally good-hearted pal in provincial Japan”
fondly, dvo
Bonus: arrived home to the little fella waking up from his 38° plus fever nap, and having a messy throw up :( got that cleaned up with mama just in time for the groceries to be delivered. Whew, a bit of a whirlwind,… now about that bath.
Thank you for sticking with me pals.
Note: also have Seabus 1st day certificate, will update this archive upon finding
Note: there is a chance i wasn’t actually on these rides…
Ya missed out, will hafta spend your $122,000 USD on another 1962 23-window VW bus (somehow so appalling yet somehow so worth it)gorgeous / fully restored like wow.
Tip: buy a Brasilian “remix” bus (cheap and cheerful, delivered)
Blurb:
This Volkswagen Type 2 is a nine-passenger, 23-window Deluxe model that was built to US specifications on May 22, 1962. It has been driven less than 300 miles since a restoration that took place before it was purchased by the previous owner in 2016, and the selling dealer acquired it in May 2020. The Bus is finished in Beige Grey over Sealing Wax Red and features a sliding canvas sunroof as well as pop-out Safari windshield and rear window glass. Power comes from a 1.6-liter dual-port flat-four sourced from a later Beetle and paired with a four-speed manual transmission. Additional equipment includes a Bosch 009 distributor, a Bocar carburetor, 15″ steel wheels, and four-wheel drum brakes. This Samba is now offered by the selling dealer with service records from 2016 onward, a refurbished tool kit, and a clean Washington State title.
