Went on Facebook today and saw who won homecoming queen (Laura Hertzler!) and actually didn't find out who won king...but anyway, seeing the group that turned out for the football game, seeing pics of the after-party for some fun people that apparently went to Tx Coffee Co., and it just got me remembering how impossibly exciting is the feeling of being at a football game in West Tx in the fall with good friends, having an almost impossible schedule that keeps you racing, and even things like remembering what driving feels like--indepentant and soothing to a woman's soul. Or man's. Whatever.
The point is, I think...I think I'm officially homesick.
Paris has been wooing me, for sure--after it's initial reaction to throw me out I guess it figured out it couldn't get rid of me so easily and so decided in true French fashion to make the best of the situation and play hostess--but I still haven't been able to (and don't want to) shake the restlessness that plays over me at certain times, when I remember I can't order Mexican food, or call up a good friend to just hang out at a coffeehouse...maybe it was also finding a Dr. Pepper yesterday at a random Bagel Place (must have American roots...) and drinking it too fast, because I haven't had one in over a month and a half.
Sunday has been shaping up exactly how a Sunday should: I had a delicious, laid-back brunch with Kate after going to a church service that reminds me so much of the church I grew up in, and then took one of the more delicious naps I've ever taken, which I was awaened from by the neighbors across the way blasting hip-hop...but it's strangely comforting. Maybe because it's in English. But now that I'm awake, I suddenly want to see someone I know...someone who I wouldn't think twice about seeing back home. And it's just weird that I can't. Anyway, I know it will pass (sort of) and I guess I just had to write that out. Maybe I'll limit my facebook time for awhile...much love from the other side of the pond.
2 comments:
Nice blog, Annie. You and Kate are great writers. (But why won't your sister allow comments on her blog, hmmmmm?)
Enjoy your time. You will be back before you know it. Remember another homesick West Texan's immortal song about being away on long journeys then coming home? Doak Snead said: "Tomorrow morning/it will seem like/I've never/been gone."
We're homesick for you, too. I was going to use the doak snead comment, but I think Rick beat me to it. Time is so funny. The past fades, the present goes unnoticed or drags, the future is a million miles away. I'll quote Yoda, "Always looking where you are not, never seeing where you are." That's us. Miss you, Paris in the fall is not a bad place to be.
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