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So I have arrived in Weiz.
And oh man is it exactly how I thought it would be, which is to say the following: beautiful, at times welcoming and inaccessible, differently convenient (and inconvenient), small but not tiny, and intensely lonely.
That last one's me, not Weiz. Because while the city has lots to do and a fair number of people in it, there is no one my age (seriously, 23-year-olds you could probably count on one hand in this town) and damn do I miss my friends.
That said, I'm here, I planned to come here, I expected it to be like this, and I'm going to make of it exactly what I planned. Just as soon as I'm 100% clear on what that is.
Now, in the mean time, missing my friends as I do (is this what all my entries turn into? Yeah, pretty much. Sorry.), hearing from any and all of you would be tremendously helpful. The prisoner needs visits. You know, in his really beautiful, not-actually confining prison in the middle of Europe, where he's getting paid more than he should. But the point is, prison dammit. Yes, I'm trapped here.
Well, truth be told, the isolation hurts a particular lot coming from the situation at Wes where I felt close to people. So don't feed into my paranoia that I can't be close to you people again! Write me!
I should have regular internet access by tomorrow, so don't be surprised if you get an IM or skype message from me in the late morning or early afternoon--cuz that's evening and night-time here.
And by all means, don't just email me, but IM and skype me.
And oh man is it exactly how I thought it would be, which is to say the following: beautiful, at times welcoming and inaccessible, differently convenient (and inconvenient), small but not tiny, and intensely lonely.
That last one's me, not Weiz. Because while the city has lots to do and a fair number of people in it, there is no one my age (seriously, 23-year-olds you could probably count on one hand in this town) and damn do I miss my friends.
That said, I'm here, I planned to come here, I expected it to be like this, and I'm going to make of it exactly what I planned. Just as soon as I'm 100% clear on what that is.
Now, in the mean time, missing my friends as I do (is this what all my entries turn into? Yeah, pretty much. Sorry.), hearing from any and all of you would be tremendously helpful. The prisoner needs visits. You know, in his really beautiful, not-actually confining prison in the middle of Europe, where he's getting paid more than he should. But the point is, prison dammit. Yes, I'm trapped here.
Well, truth be told, the isolation hurts a particular lot coming from the situation at Wes where I felt close to people. So don't feed into my paranoia that I can't be close to you people again! Write me!
I should have regular internet access by tomorrow, so don't be surprised if you get an IM or skype message from me in the late morning or early afternoon--cuz that's evening and night-time here.
And by all means, don't just email me, but IM and skype me.