Jan 14, 2006 10:42
i don't know exactly what i wish to say about my time here in england, only that i want to say it now because i won't have time to later and i'm awake in the apartment while the others sleep.
two nights ago i had a dream that i went to visit chris' family (even though i've already met them) and they weren't really his family but this polygamous (sp?) commune and when i arrived they wouldn't let me get to him. i was terrified - the most bizarre sort of nightmare. i don't remember what i dreamed last night but i've awoken in a very sad state.
i don't want to leave. i mean i do, but i don't. i'm very much ready to go back to school. i'm excited for my classes and moving in with a new roomate (although i will miss my mama and visit her every other weekend.... or every wednesday to watch lost). i'll be glad to get back to authentic mexican food and high fructose corn syrup in everything! but the chocolate here is better. and christopher is here.
i didn't come to england to see anything but christopher. don't get me wrong this country is great and everything (even the strong anti-american sentiment in london!), but if christopher weren't here i probably would have never come here. england was probably last on my list of places to visit. i imagined it would be a lot like america and what do you know? i was right. but i'd spend the rest of my life here if only he'd ask me. (catherine is right: i am elizabeth taylor.) but i have to go back to my school and cease distracting him from his school.
and i thought leaving him the first time was rough.