The well is dry?
I told myself that the next time I fell into a chair in front of a computer that I would write something positive, or change the name of my blog to “complaining begins”.
We live in filth!
Unfortunately, even the glass-is-half-full people would have to dig pretty deep to find something pleasant around here I’m afraid….but there is always a positive way to look at every situation. I do, after all, still have 2 arms and 2 legs. Granted, they don’t quite function as well as they used to before I began training Shaolin here. Now they are more or less just bags of meat attached to a tired torso that I flail in whatever direction the sifu tells me to. But, for the present moment, they ARE still attached. (Check with me again after evening training)
Staying clean around here is hard. I do my best, but when you sweat non-stop and only have 1 uniform, things can get pretty sticky. I swear when I woke up this morning that my uniform walked over to the bed on its own. Yes, its that gross. Body odor and other salty smells float around on the breezes and it is impossible to tell if I am the offender or the offendee.
I’m afraid that it is only going to get worse.
About 3 out of 5 times that I try to wash my hands, the faucet only groans in effort and offers a sputtering of wet air on my hands. This has been happening more and more frequently, so we finally asked our sifu what was up. He explained very casually that “the well is dry”.
All of us city boys stood bewildered like a bunch of lost cows. Apparently, we are running out of water – which can make it pretty damn difficult to do simple hygene tasks like wash hands, take showers, laundry, or even flush toilets. The last is the worst part, you would understand if you saw the amount of oil floating in the foods here.
No wonder everyone is sick – the bacteria is having an orgy on my body and right now there is nothing that I can do about it! Given their capacity to lie directly to our faces, I half suspect that this might be some sort of money saving tactic. I have seen people water the plants in the morning – WTF??
Like everything else, it won’t kill us, it will just make us meaner. (and stinkier) On those rare and beautiful occasions that I get to go into town, at least I will not have to worry about defending myself.
I don’t think that anyone will get close enough!
Have garbage? No problem. Just throw it out the bloody window like everyone else!