Partly due to not being in good spirits, and partly due to a very boring day-to-day life here in the USA, I haven't been posting much since arriving in the USA.
The First Blue Sky ☀️
I've been in the USA a few weeks now, and the ticket I bought to Cambodia has me departing on the 21st of this month, but I already know this will not be possible. Even though I bribed my way into a sponsor and got the stack of necessary documents, the Cambodian Embassy in Washington D.C. has refused my visa as of now, so after being stranded three years abroad with family, the fight is only just now beginning.
A handful of friends and family are all that know I'm back in the USA, as I honestly just don't feel like being around people right now, especially patriotic Americans who might say something about protecting the border. The other day somebody complained to me about Mexicans crossing the border illegally, and my response was "Good, I wouldn't wish the US immigration process on my worst enemy!"
Where I Stay & Free Tornado Wood 🌪️
I still have yet to see one of my fellow Americans prepare a meal where a knife and cutting board are involved, and everyone seems to take a handful of prescription drugs every day. On top of this, my welcome home has been a tornado-filled one, and it seems many people in nearby communities have died from the recent stormfront. I used the opportunity to pick up some downed tree limbs for a small evening fire.
The above house is where I'm staying while in the USA, a modular home which basically means a trailer that doesn't look like a trailer. I'm not complaining though, it's nice than any one-room apartment I could ever afford, and it's free cause it's on the family farm and unoccupied so I stay here despite there being zero economic opportunities around here.
Because this home is a modular, it means there is no basement, and that means I will go flying like Superman if a tornado greets me in the night while I'm sleeping. It may sound like I'm joking, but I personally know more than one person that was killed by a tornado while peacefully sleeping in bed.
My Borrowed Wheels 🚘
Well, here is my borrowed ride, a Jeep something or other, I guess it's nice to have a Dad that's a used car salesman. Well, if he was a new car salesman, perhaps the loaner I'd be driving wouldn't want to break my neck every time the transmission shifts gears. It's far too cold to even consider riding my Vespa in conditions like this, otherwise I would certainly do it save on petrol costs.
You know my last name is Parke, so my Dad couldn't avoid using it for a catchy business name, tastefully displayed on this custom front license plate that every car on the lot receives.
Material Things 🔥
I just miss family, and I want to be with them in Cambodia, and no probiotic drink or wireless microphone system can make me forget how much I want to be with them. I wish I was actually happy enough to talk about my fancy drink and microphone kit, but I really feel I'm running in auto-pilot mode.
Well, the world has gone mad, what can I do other than collect some sticks, make a small fire, and try to meditate on the madness of man? Three years stranded abroad, fighting for food, cash, running water, and much more, linguistically, socially, and culturally isolated, and now I am in the land of obesity where people get sad over their favorite sport team losing. I just can't get used to this, so I shall make more mini fires and continually try to google a way for me and my family to be together again.
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