I was really messed up and confused over the loss of our venue for Through the Looking Glass.
I stopped at my favorite eatery for lunch. It's a salad buffet. Very quiet. Great nacho bar. Made a couple of phone calls. Try to figure out what was our plan now...
Then I picked up my love a box of chicken.
I had one more errand. One of our community guys had driven me around for work and I owed him $25.
He gave me his address. As I was driving towards it I realized I was headed to a not-so-great part of town.
I pulled into his trailer park. I could feel the energy around me shift. The trailers were all very close together. No grass, no yard. Each trailer was missing something. Some were missing windows, some were missing parts of the outside, most were missing skirts, some of them had been vandalized, some just had an etching where the numbers used to be, some had doors hanging off hinges.
I, of course, got lost, and had to drive around the neighborhood a little bit too find my friend. He had lived here for five years that I knew of. I didn't panic or have concern for my safety. That's not what was running through my head.
My friend came out into the road to meet me. I gave him his money, smiled, and went to leave. That's when the gravity of what I was seeing truly hit.
I get to leave.
He gets to go back into his trailer with a front door lock that doesn't work. After people in his neighborhood saw me hand him money.
I get to take the 40-minute drive home. Too our 2 and 1/2 acres of peace and quiet. I get to feed the horses and watch them eat. I get to let the dogs out and have them run around free.
I get to go inside of our home and lock the world away. I get to come to a home where chances of us being robbed is very very small. I get to come to a home where the electricity bill is paid. We have fresh water from a well, food, and heat.
The Obsidian team meets today.
We will restructure to determine how to have the event at our place.
It can be done. Just needs work.
And considering what others are dealing with in their reality.
This is indeed the least of our problems.
