june 4
there is a KAF house, for community arts, an inbetween between Larpa, Living Skin, and KAF. There is a long jumanji treehouse swinging bridge that connects the outside forrest pathways and this shouse. After a long event, working super hard for a festival weekend at KAF, where I must have been finishing something up remotely from the house, remember heading back to the house on that bridge, but falling and ‘dissappearing’ into a coma for almost 2 weeks. Maybe more like 10 days. but I don’t remember falling, just being suddenly lost in the rain and dark forrest floor, in a coma. When I wake up, and regain consicousness, I end up back at the entrance of the KAF house, evening time post dinner, where there is thriving and booming sense of community in the house, with Korea Man leading it all. not knowing how long I had been gone, I ask him, and he tells me almost 2 weeks, then we go talking about how good things have been here at the KAF house after the festival. he tells me there is a korea art society seminar that I need to go to, so I do. where it turns out to be art, but also a korean christian seminar event. I find Tim from SKBC, Chris Lee, a few recognizeable faces that I do not remember how to call them, and then my Dad. He is shocked to see me, but in a way that almost felt like he had given up on me. I am more shocked to see him there, and ask him how long its been since I talked to him, trying to cautiously explain i was in some sort of coma for the past 2 weeks. He takes it in as if I was partially lying. which I have done a fair amount.