the one day On Monday when I went to visit my parents, I got the last of my photos from Europe. Months ago when I had given the camera back to my sister, the roll inside had some photos from London on it and I decided to let her finish the roll rather than waiting for me to use the rest of it. Seeing those pictures was great and I remembered everything that I was doing when I took them. Six months ago I was standing on a bridge watching debris float down the river Thames and now here I am back in Milwaukee watching the snow fall outside my livingroom window. Two completely different worlds with me silently observing both of them. ... Today was pretty much what I had been expecting. There were a few birthday cards and emails, but no party. I didn't surround myself with family and friends. Instead I stayed home and forgot about everything. It was perfect. Nothing bothered me the entire day. I was free to relax which is something that I truly needed. Both work and school were somewhere far away. Maybe that wouldn't be enough for other people, but for me it was what I wanted.
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