And what about me you ask?
Well, I have to say, that the last couple of days has been practically rough.
Sabina is gone, so im basically here by myself. (not counting the four dogs. – see photo. Sucha is camera shy) and I have to say. That day one its great. Day two its ok. But the rest of them, its dam hard being here by yourself. On Wednesday I did a one day cleans, and drank this horrible concoction all day. By Wednesday night was so violently ill, and physically whipped out that I just couldn’t move. I didn’t sleep much that night. The mugginess, and my stomach just didn’t want to play nice. So Thursday I woke up. Threw up once more for luck. And could do nothing for the rest of the day.
When you don’t speak the language, (and there’s no one to speak it to anyway.) you cant read because your eyes are so heavy with exhaustion, you have no tv. No phone. And walking to the door makes you light headed. You have nothing to do but think. Feel sorry for yourself, and wish you were at “Sushi on Bloor” with a couple of your friends.
Thursday night I ate. Not much but some, and kept it down, Gerrado, and Jean Guy, came over to give me a Spanish lesson which was mildly entertaining, as I watched them both munch down plain long spaghetti, (that’s all I could keep down). But that 24 hours has defiantly put a new light on things. (for the time being anyway) namely. What the HELL am I doing here?
posted by pura veda pixie @ 10:37 AM
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Hey Kelly.
Y'know...it's funny.
I had moments in my travels that I felt very alone too...and it wasn't just when I was truly 'alone'...but sometimes i'd be surrounded by locals...or even surrounded by foreigners...and i felt quite solitary.
but i think it's a good thing.
it's good to be alone for a time.
it makes you very self conscious of how social a people we are...and how much we need to love and be loved...how much we need other people.
I know it's hard.
suck it up for a bit. try and wrap your head around it if you can. it will for sure help you to understand and connect with people in the longer run.
i'm not sure if i ever talk about it in my old journal entries from my travels..but if you go into my archives, you might find some insight.
much love.
martine
You won't find the navel staring down the bog Kel, maybe your elusive insides but? Hope you're feeling better. Love ya. Smart.
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