chicken curry for the soul
i'm in worcester, massachusetts, hanging out with my aunt and uncle for a few days. i'm deathly sick and feel horrible because my uncle has a pacemaker and bad health in general. i hope i don't get him sick. thank god they have a humidifier, which is my new savior up here in the northeast, where heating units dry up my air and make me miserable.
i arrived at 2:30 p.m. today, a complete mess. i cried throughout half of the bus ride here because i was reading on the road and this picture i took of damien fell out. i wanted to rip it up, i really did and i tried. but how the hell do you rip up a picture of a person you loved for two years? the bus company is called peter pan, owned by greyhound, and all the buses are ridiculously decorated with bright greens and purples and awful representations of the characters of peter pan. it's more than mildly hilarious.
but being here is great. kneel, my cousin, will come stay here and commute to work starting tomorrow. his name isn't actually spelled like that. i texted him to take me ice fishing, because i saw people doing it on the bus ride here. he told me that i was being ridiculous, and that we're not in alaska.
it feels good to be here. it's not that i needed a vacation from the city already. i needed a vacation from my loneliness. it feels so nice to have a family. tomorrow, my uncle is making me chicken curry and lamb curry and he's going to freeze me some to take back to new york. those frozen blocks of curry will be the only reminders i have of love in that cold, cement ridden city. we might head out to their house on the cape later this week.
daniel sent me three texts from the airport last night:
hi sonia i'm at the airport and am really sad that my holiday has come to an end. it was brilliant spending time with you and i think your [sic]// a very bright and funny girl. good luck with work and make sure you meet up with luke and nigel, there [sic] great lads and i know you'll all have fun. just make sure you //don't have to [sic] much fun without me :) i'll email you soon xxx
i'll truly miss him. but it's time to make new friends, who aren't just travelling around the country aimlessly. i decided to move on, forget about him and erik. i'd been doing well, not thinking too much about the latter. and then i checked my e-mail today to find one from erik.
Hey Sonia!
Hows things? Im right now in Khaolak in Thailand, really nice to get back to
the heat. I hope everything worked out with the appartement and that the old
lady and that she treats you good.
Kinda miss you here and I hope I wasnt to rude or impolite against you dear.
Still feel alittle bit bad for some of the things.
Hope to hear from you soon!
Hugs and kisses Erik The Swede!
i love his broken english. i love the fact that i don't think he realizes how much i've been agonizing over our "little accident" and how much it could fuck me over in the end.
i'm moving on. i won't respond to his email until i know for sure that there won't be a little half indian, half swedish child running around my life.
i have MY FIRST DATE on thursday night! indian guy. don't ask. i'm giving them another try...
i arrived at 2:30 p.m. today, a complete mess. i cried throughout half of the bus ride here because i was reading on the road and this picture i took of damien fell out. i wanted to rip it up, i really did and i tried. but how the hell do you rip up a picture of a person you loved for two years? the bus company is called peter pan, owned by greyhound, and all the buses are ridiculously decorated with bright greens and purples and awful representations of the characters of peter pan. it's more than mildly hilarious.
but being here is great. kneel, my cousin, will come stay here and commute to work starting tomorrow. his name isn't actually spelled like that. i texted him to take me ice fishing, because i saw people doing it on the bus ride here. he told me that i was being ridiculous, and that we're not in alaska.
it feels good to be here. it's not that i needed a vacation from the city already. i needed a vacation from my loneliness. it feels so nice to have a family. tomorrow, my uncle is making me chicken curry and lamb curry and he's going to freeze me some to take back to new york. those frozen blocks of curry will be the only reminders i have of love in that cold, cement ridden city. we might head out to their house on the cape later this week.
daniel sent me three texts from the airport last night:
hi sonia i'm at the airport and am really sad that my holiday has come to an end. it was brilliant spending time with you and i think your [sic]// a very bright and funny girl. good luck with work and make sure you meet up with luke and nigel, there [sic] great lads and i know you'll all have fun. just make sure you //don't have to [sic] much fun without me :) i'll email you soon xxx
i'll truly miss him. but it's time to make new friends, who aren't just travelling around the country aimlessly. i decided to move on, forget about him and erik. i'd been doing well, not thinking too much about the latter. and then i checked my e-mail today to find one from erik.
Hey Sonia!
Hows things? Im right now in Khaolak in Thailand, really nice to get back to
the heat. I hope everything worked out with the appartement and that the old
lady and that she treats you good.
Kinda miss you here and I hope I wasnt to rude or impolite against you dear.
Still feel alittle bit bad for some of the things.
Hope to hear from you soon!
Hugs and kisses Erik The Swede!
i love his broken english. i love the fact that i don't think he realizes how much i've been agonizing over our "little accident" and how much it could fuck me over in the end.
i'm moving on. i won't respond to his email until i know for sure that there won't be a little half indian, half swedish child running around my life.
i have MY FIRST DATE on thursday night! indian guy. don't ask. i'm giving them another try...