the end is near, or is it the beginning?
I am returning to the US for an indefinite amount of time .
Estimated Arrival September 26.
I havent been in the US for 9 months now. It will be weird and welcoming.
It no longer really feels like 'home' as much as it did. Its home in the sense of my past. definitely not my present.
I do get feelings of nostalgia for the US. Whenever I hear an American accent or smell fresh grass being cut or hear rap music.
Even watching Desperate Housewives made me yearn for Suburbia in a strangely familiar way. Everyone in their SUVs, with perfect teeth and single family homes with green lawns. Filterd coffee and fried food. tall trees and humidity. elevators and not lifts. you become nostlagic for things you would never think of when your away from home. But you also begin to create a new home. you learn new things and meet new people. what was unfamiliar becomes familiar. everyone i know is transational in one way or another. Born here and raised there. University in this country, masters degree in that. So much movement. You start to make roots in each place , only to have to rip them out again. cant remember who it was, probably some anthropologis said "in our days, we are at home when we are abroad". So very true. as much As i think of coming back home, what I think of more is when I will leave again and where I will go. Its scary and exciting but most of all frustrating.
Estimated Arrival September 26.
I havent been in the US for 9 months now. It will be weird and welcoming.
It no longer really feels like 'home' as much as it did. Its home in the sense of my past. definitely not my present.
I do get feelings of nostalgia for the US. Whenever I hear an American accent or smell fresh grass being cut or hear rap music.
Even watching Desperate Housewives made me yearn for Suburbia in a strangely familiar way. Everyone in their SUVs, with perfect teeth and single family homes with green lawns. Filterd coffee and fried food. tall trees and humidity. elevators and not lifts. you become nostlagic for things you would never think of when your away from home. But you also begin to create a new home. you learn new things and meet new people. what was unfamiliar becomes familiar. everyone i know is transational in one way or another. Born here and raised there. University in this country, masters degree in that. So much movement. You start to make roots in each place , only to have to rip them out again. cant remember who it was, probably some anthropologis said "in our days, we are at home when we are abroad". So very true. as much As i think of coming back home, what I think of more is when I will leave again and where I will go. Its scary and exciting but most of all frustrating.