
Okay I will post now before venturing into my paper writing this evening.
I procrastinated posting and now I am procrastinating paper writing.Oh dear
I had a very solitary week after Gothenburg, solitary is the name of my Swedish game, I really don't mind it but it is good for a girl to get out once in a while.
I read a lot and thought a lot, I can't help thinking a lot when I read so much really, I somehow can relate schoolbooks and leisure books to my life no matter the subject. And if they don't relate to me I really don't want to read them.
The Picture of Dorian Gray, had me thinking about men. Maya Angelou's
Wouldn't Take Nothing For My Journey Now , had me thinking about women. And John Updike's
Women and Museums has me thinking about men and women...
All my schoolbooks make me come up with a bunch of business plans , and future plans, and analysis on my creativeness and trustworthiness.
It's quite consuming really especially when I am not surrounded with my wonderful roomates at a table or breakfast nook or talking things through with my beloved intellectually astute friends and family. Heartbreak Hotel was such a good discussion arena, that dining room has heard so much!
I am still quite happy , I figured out that I am not lonely ...I'm just alone , and that made me feel a bit better ...I started to write a song about it
I'm not lonely
I'm just alone
There's a difference I think
When I'm alone I take care of myself
When I'm lonely I just drink
Last week I was more social, I had a great stuffed zucchini supper at Karin and Elin's that Elin made on Thurday and we all ended up ...stuffed.
Then Karin and I spent the weekend together cause it turns out she was feeling too solitary as well, we had a great time watching movies, talking and reading, as well as making tea and something to eat in 2 hour intervals!
I FINALLY got my cell phone working so now I can call my lovelies although I don't have any of there numbers here... I just have been able to reach my glorious family and Miss.Dawe. It's so strange to have them on the line, I felt like I was a ghost from another dimension who haunted loved ones with emails ...now I can haunt them with phone calls too.
I had a great revelation Saturday at 1:30, I was talking to Laura on the phone, picturing her walking through the Superstore on Quinpool, in front she ran into Ami and put her on the phone...it was really overwhelming to hear Ami's voice, I started to well up and couldn't say anything ...after I said my goodbyes to Laura, I was convinced that Halifax was the place for me to live after my studies.
I was really trying to fight it, telling people and myself before I left that I wouldn't be coming back and I hate being a hypocrite , but there are some very special people who care a lot about me there and that's where I really belong, surrounded by my loved ones, I don't know why I had myself convinced it was a bad thing. I know we will all move on and away at some point but right now , it's the only place I want to live....while traveling to and fro of course!
So there I said it, and it is a relief to know it and feel positive about it...
okay now paper time..