Nostalgic?
Just feel like blabbering about life for a bit, don't mind me... ;0)
I'm moving in 3 days, so between packing and getting some last-minute stuff done here at home, I've been trying to hang out with people before I go. Tonight I went over to my grandma's house because she had taped a couple of PBS travel shows highlighting certain parts of New Zealand and wanted me to watch with her. The first one we watched was on the north island, which is where I lived, but it focused on places I either didn't go to or only was there for a short while. The second one was on the south island, which showed places I saw when I went on vacation there during fall break.
The weird part was that I felt hardly any nostalgia for the place as I watched. Anything New Zealand used to trigger strong emotions, but it felt more 'old news' than anything. Then it showed a couple scenes of beachside towns, and I remembered more. I remembered what it looked like, what it smelled like, how the air felt... and it was back. :0) It didn't last as long as it used to, but it was there.
I don't know if it was NZ nostalgia or just the longing I've had for cool-aired, beachside towns for years, but for a little while I could feel the strong urge to pack a suitcase, buy a plane ticket, and run off. I was hoping it would translate into motivation to pack for the move I'm making this Saturday, but by the time we got home it was around 10 and I was tired (as I am now). I feel like my heart is all over the place. Parts of me stretch backwards, wanting to be places I've lived before, wanting to be with friends who used to be closer but are now so far away. But then there are some relatively new developments in life, less than a year old, six months old, one week old, that I'm excited to be moving toward. It's kind of confusing, hard to keep it all in my line of sight at one time.
I hope it's just confusion due to large changes in life, and that it will clear up once I make this move, get settled, and begin working. So you know, two months. :0/ Stupid time and its tendency to lengthen when you're waiting for something to happen.
*sigh* And it's insistence on speeding up when I have things to do, like pack...
I'm moving in 3 days, so between packing and getting some last-minute stuff done here at home, I've been trying to hang out with people before I go. Tonight I went over to my grandma's house because she had taped a couple of PBS travel shows highlighting certain parts of New Zealand and wanted me to watch with her. The first one we watched was on the north island, which is where I lived, but it focused on places I either didn't go to or only was there for a short while. The second one was on the south island, which showed places I saw when I went on vacation there during fall break.
The weird part was that I felt hardly any nostalgia for the place as I watched. Anything New Zealand used to trigger strong emotions, but it felt more 'old news' than anything. Then it showed a couple scenes of beachside towns, and I remembered more. I remembered what it looked like, what it smelled like, how the air felt... and it was back. :0) It didn't last as long as it used to, but it was there.
I don't know if it was NZ nostalgia or just the longing I've had for cool-aired, beachside towns for years, but for a little while I could feel the strong urge to pack a suitcase, buy a plane ticket, and run off. I was hoping it would translate into motivation to pack for the move I'm making this Saturday, but by the time we got home it was around 10 and I was tired (as I am now). I feel like my heart is all over the place. Parts of me stretch backwards, wanting to be places I've lived before, wanting to be with friends who used to be closer but are now so far away. But then there are some relatively new developments in life, less than a year old, six months old, one week old, that I'm excited to be moving toward. It's kind of confusing, hard to keep it all in my line of sight at one time.
I hope it's just confusion due to large changes in life, and that it will clear up once I make this move, get settled, and begin working. So you know, two months. :0/ Stupid time and its tendency to lengthen when you're waiting for something to happen.
*sigh* And it's insistence on speeding up when I have things to do, like pack...