Isn't it weird how a conversation with one person or an experience, a smell or a song can bring back memories? Well, it's not weird because it happens all the time.. but, you would think that after 10 years, I would get over it and just realise "that's the way it is?".
Nope.
Yesterday I sailed my way across to the Isle of Wight. OK, so the Isle of Wight is nothing like Oregon.. but that feeling of the open air whilst enjoying the wide wide sea just reminds me of being in the US. And, tonight I had a 'Skype chat' with my friend Joel who lives in Redding... the end of the conversation consisted of him talking with a few others in the room he was in about where they were going to go for lunch. As they reeled off all these places they could go to eat I would go "aww... " because I miss that place.
How lame am I?!
We all think that our timeline is how it should be. I think that I should be in the US by now.. I have never felt settled ever since I came back here. Sure, I have had to learn to put my feet down and actually invest in things over here... but there is always that part of me which aches to move back there.
Next year I might. But, I guess that because I have been here for a while now, I am afraid. Am I too old to take the plunge and take a risk? I sometimes think I am. I sometimes think that I need to do all the things I should be doing at my age. Get a husband, get a new car, get a good pension and start listening to more David Gray.
*sigh*
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