Jul 03, 2010 23:07
As of today, July 3rd, 2010, I have been in this country for ten years.
I would never have imagined it. It feels weird, because it doesn't feel like anything. To think that it has been a decade is strange - but more because it's a decade, not so much because it is a decade spent here.
Am I glad I'm here? Of course. Here, I discovered myself, met great friends, overcame obstacles, met the love of my life. Would I have had that if I'd stayed in the country where I was born? Maybe. Who knows if I would have become such a typical rebellious child and discovered myself in the process (and discovered that wearing all black isn't the only way to stand out, heh). I'm sure I would have made good friends, but I don't know how they would compare to the ones I have. Obstacles - those I would overcome anywhere, because just being alive is an obstacle sometimes... though I've expressed the idea that being in this country has made me intellectually lazy, so perhaps that could have been different. As for the love of my life... that's what I'm most unsure about. I don't know if I would have met someone so great anywhere but here.
It all comes down to you, doesn't it. Everything. With me, it all comes down to you.
anniversaries,
dearest,
i am not from here,
russia