....May almost gone. I am living in the twilight zone (cue up the creepy music and a silhouette of Alfred H.).
It's funny how when you leave a place everything it meant to you, and the memories it encompassed, suddenly rush back to you.
As I packed up my house this past week the air was thick with recollection. Pots and pans brought back images of dinners I'd nearly forgotten--Alice cooking in sunglasses, and many a garlic laden meal. I uncovered ads from junior year's snack bar, and a story sitting in a file cabinet I'd forgotten I'd ever written.
Every room was full of the ghosts of past sliding by me like ethereal images enacting a play I once took part in, but now viewed from the outside. And I'd sit there zoned out in my living room pondering the subjectivity vs. the objectivity of the recollections dancing about, then snap out of it and feel the frenzy to pack rise back up and propel me into action once again.
Life is crashing forward. I am traveling over 10,000 miles away from every comfort I know in about a week, and I'd be a liar if I didn't tell you I was outright terrified.
But this is the part where I crack a goofy elated smile, for reasons I can't fully communicate--for reasons I can only feel.
Korea, here I come.
I had to cook in sunglasses for those of you who may not know the back story...for the onions i was cutting were tearing apart my eyeballs. Bye for now Liz! Cant wait to hear about Korea!
ReplyDeleteLiz, so true bout life crashing forward......love that line!! I cant believe my mom had that gund bear from when you were little to give you on sat. How cute. I still have mine.......xo stay calm, after a week in korea you will probally start feeling cozy. ttys... jill
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