Christmas Time
I think I understand what Allen must feel...
I've spent Christmas alone before, but I always did so by choice. This is the first Christmas I am spending alone without the "choice" element involved. It is strange. I feel like I should be doing something, but there's nothing in particular I want to do. Just about everyone I know here is on a trip of some sort. So, there really isn't anyone to visit. Plus, I don't get television...watching American TV would be nice...Not that I'm a big TV watcher: it's just that I would like the option.
It is 12:46am in Washington and 6:50pm here. My Christmas is almost done, while those at home are just starting yours. I am wondering if I should stay up and call family members tonight. But, I really have nothing to say to them that hasn't already been said. I think I'll just get drunk and pass out...pretend this day never really existed.
I've read a bunch of scripts today. My drama students start getting ready for feastival once Christmas break is over. Getting back to work, I think, will be nice. It will give me something to do...It's not like there's a Starbucks here for me to go to every morning. I miss Starbucks...the next time any of you go into Albertsons, say "hi" to Lisa and Miranda (and once in a while Heidi Babino). I do miss my coffee and my coffee ladies.
I am not really complaining. I like it here. In fact, I love it here. But, as Allen certainly knows, being far away from every thing you know is hard...especially when there isn't a support group...and my support group is currently on vacation.
I need a drink.
I've spent Christmas alone before, but I always did so by choice. This is the first Christmas I am spending alone without the "choice" element involved. It is strange. I feel like I should be doing something, but there's nothing in particular I want to do. Just about everyone I know here is on a trip of some sort. So, there really isn't anyone to visit. Plus, I don't get television...watching American TV would be nice...Not that I'm a big TV watcher: it's just that I would like the option.
It is 12:46am in Washington and 6:50pm here. My Christmas is almost done, while those at home are just starting yours. I am wondering if I should stay up and call family members tonight. But, I really have nothing to say to them that hasn't already been said. I think I'll just get drunk and pass out...pretend this day never really existed.
I've read a bunch of scripts today. My drama students start getting ready for feastival once Christmas break is over. Getting back to work, I think, will be nice. It will give me something to do...It's not like there's a Starbucks here for me to go to every morning. I miss Starbucks...the next time any of you go into Albertsons, say "hi" to Lisa and Miranda (and once in a while Heidi Babino). I do miss my coffee and my coffee ladies.
I am not really complaining. I like it here. In fact, I love it here. But, as Allen certainly knows, being far away from every thing you know is hard...especially when there isn't a support group...and my support group is currently on vacation.
I need a drink.