Jun 29, 2003 09:49
i'm American now.
my cell phone isn't charged yet, but my house phone is 752-4921.
ciao.
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my computer isn't letting me use "update journal" right now, so here's my second entry.
how are you guys doing? I thought about y'all a lot in Italy and I truly miss you.
I really, honestly, wanted more than anything to stay in Italy. I felt completely and totally at home there, more than I have ever felt in my life. My artwork had begun to aspire to levels that I have not seen it go to in years. And I felt like more of who I am there than I have ever felt before. I'll never know if staying there longer would have meant that these feelings would go away as I became accustomed to life there and understanding more of the language, or if they would only increase in time.
But with that all said, the only way I even got back on the airplane was to think about guys like you back in America and the things and people that still needed my presence here, not just my few words over a broken and staticky cell phone for a few minutes at 8:00 a.m. in the morning. I miss people and have duties, and I guess I just can't travel to a new world and never come home, no matter how many times I've seen it happen in movies like Shelly Valentine.
I'm very out of the loop right now. I'm still speaking Italian when I don't think about it, I don't know what to do with my wardrobe at home, and the air conditioning and closed doors are driving me NUTS! I was happy as anything though when I got my own personal no-ticket-or-fee-required car back from where I hid it. No one cranked it but it's fine, and I miss the oldies and 80's stations, even the bad pop music and country. I drove home from church. I can't joyride yet because the tires have to be replaced immediately, but I was so glad to drive.
I've gotten looked at a few times for bear hugging people from the front. At least I didn't kiss them or anything. My mom kept scooting away in church when she bumped into me and I finally tapped her shoulder. "Mom, I don't have any personal space right now. I don't even notice if you're bumping into me. Really." She was happy.
if anybody feels up to seeing me, I'm happy for company. Sundays are a huge social day in Italy. I think I'm going to go drive around to visit people. I really need all the addresses and phone numbers that people are at, since I have not yet seen anyone's apartments and nobody's old cell phone number's etc. seem applicable now.