the countdown began yesterday. since then, i have noticed two things.
1) i have NO patience for my housemates anymore. i have a pavlovian response to their presence and especially the door-slamming.
2) i am getting more homesick every day. it's like i delayed my homesickness to the very end, and now it's coming at me HARD.
sigh. i just want to come home.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
fortnight
i leave in two weeks. a fortnight. 14 days.
i leave for my adventures in budapest, berlin, venice, and london. i keep repeating those cities, in that order, like a mantra. i tried to add in chicago, but it threw off the rhythm. because i have a rhythm now. not the musical kind. everyone knows that i can't keep a steady beat going. but i have a rhythm to how i live here, in ireland, because i DO live here.
at least for two more weeks.
i'm not sure how i feel. happy, sad, elated, tired, grumpy, nostalgic, excited, worried...
yes. i feel all of those things and there isn't a damn thing i can do about it because i am leaving and there isn't enough time left to sort out my feelings. i have just enough time left to enjoy it while it lasts.
i have two weeks.
i leave for my adventures in budapest, berlin, venice, and london. i keep repeating those cities, in that order, like a mantra. i tried to add in chicago, but it threw off the rhythm. because i have a rhythm now. not the musical kind. everyone knows that i can't keep a steady beat going. but i have a rhythm to how i live here, in ireland, because i DO live here.
at least for two more weeks.
i'm not sure how i feel. happy, sad, elated, tired, grumpy, nostalgic, excited, worried...
yes. i feel all of those things and there isn't a damn thing i can do about it because i am leaving and there isn't enough time left to sort out my feelings. i have just enough time left to enjoy it while it lasts.
i have two weeks.
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