1 year in Athens
I realized earlier today that it was exactly one year to the day that I first arrived in Athens. It's funny cause more and more recently I've been finding myself thinking of Massachusetts and how my life would've been different had I stayed. Honestly I don't regret leaving at all. I've realized I'm from Athens now. This is my home and where I belong. Were I to go back there I'd only be a visitor. Although there are a lot of lot of people there I love dearly and hope to be able to visit within a couple months. There's actually one in particular I've had a lot of strong reminders of recently and plan on writing to directly if I can but that's a different story for a different day. All I can say is I hope they're alright and that MA feels like an entirely different life to me now that I couldn't go back to if I tried.
But I digress...
In short:
Magical appearance of belated birthday card containing money while eating emergency food. The grand reopening of Monday food not bombs. Friends helping friends meeting friends helping friends. Music and accidental quasi drunkenness. A ride on the tandem to old times at best west and talk of worse times on the way back with high hopes for the future.
Sorry if I'm not making much sense or boring anyone but it's easier for me to write this way sometimes.
Best summed up
Love and celebrate your life if you can or change it so you can.
No persimmon/pecan picking (although Ben rounded some pecans up) or $1 wine night but mostly life goes better than you can plan it when you don't let your plans get in the way.
"This is not my beautiful house
This is not my beautiful wife
My god!
How did I get here?"
But I digress...
In short:
Magical appearance of belated birthday card containing money while eating emergency food. The grand reopening of Monday food not bombs. Friends helping friends meeting friends helping friends. Music and accidental quasi drunkenness. A ride on the tandem to old times at best west and talk of worse times on the way back with high hopes for the future.
Sorry if I'm not making much sense or boring anyone but it's easier for me to write this way sometimes.
Best summed up
Love and celebrate your life if you can or change it so you can.
No persimmon/pecan picking (although Ben rounded some pecans up) or $1 wine night but mostly life goes better than you can plan it when you don't let your plans get in the way.
"This is not my beautiful house
This is not my beautiful wife
My god!
How did I get here?"