What I Miss
I’m sorry, but I have to indulge:
I miss seeing an abundance of people of different races.
I miss fully grasping the nuance of language. I am getting used to Hindi-English but I feel like I am listening to static. Only now I can understand more if I strain to listen. I dream in Hindi every night. This is surprising to me since I don’t really hear that much Hindi all day. Strange considering I have no idea what is being said in my dream and I have no idea when I wake up either.
I miss cold weather and snow.
I miss my winter clothes.
I miss nights at home with the fire going and watching Netflix with the family.
I miss weekends away. This I could easily remedy here, but going away so often when living in nyc made adapting to the city a longer process. So, I choose to stay put.
I miss indy movies.
I no longer miss nyc as much, mostly because I am in another of the world’s great cities.
Generally I have been cranky this week because of a fever and cold and I feel like homesickness is on the brain because a few people have asked me about it. I guess I’d be more homesick if I felt really entrenched in my life at home, but I didn’t. By no means did I see everyone I care about everyday when at home. So I still feel connected to everyone I want to be connected to. Hmm. Okay, got that out.
Here's a pic for a friend who was slightly miffed that the monkey made the list and not this stellar photo :P

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