So this is my life.
Right? I am not just traveling. I am not on vacation. I am just doing my life.
I have moments still walking through the streets: "Wow! This is SO FUCKING COOL. THIS PLACE IS NUTSO PEOPLE."
And I have moments: "Well, gotta get on the same old damn bus and go to the ATM."
When in doubt, I walk to the beach. My upper thighs are beginning to see the light. Upper, upper thighs.
Started guitar lessons today. For credit. Chill. Going to buy a bike. Yes. Got robbed by a 15 year old kid. Oh yeah. All he got was my lighter. It is more of a psychological defeat.
It is different here you guys.
I am having difficulties talking about my feelings right now. I don't want to sound totally depressed. But I don't want to sound totally happy. A moment of honesty and vulnerability: I am worried what people will think of me if I am either of those things. And the truth is, I am not, nor ever, just one or the other.
Honesty. Even in the scrutinous (I know) eye of the public reader. I have been anxious and down the past few days. Having some tough times. So far the study abroad emotional graph (copyright University of Virginia International Studies Office) is pretty accurate. But you know--I feel a change in winds, right now. I feel like tonight will be really FUN. And tomorrow, well let's just say I will be in doubt todo dia.
All will be well. Happiness and serenity come too. Gratitude is hard to come by. Things could always be so much worse worse.
For now...music of another (but we really are the same...they play I receive and the circle repeats, ne?) in the Pelourinho awaits me.
i am smiling. YAWWWWWWWWW
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