i sit here, in this computer lab in brighton, a small but bustling city on the south coast of england, surrounded by people i don't know. on the one hand, this realization is definitely frightening. so many experiences i cannot relate to, so many judgments to be made upon the way i look, the way i speak, the way i think from so many foreign vantage points. but at the same time, while the fear is sometimes paralysing, the excitement is palpable. so many oppurtunities to explore the vast humanity that embraces the globe, so as not to float off into space. so many clubs, so many classes, so many ears to hear me and minds to know me and hearts to conquer. it's a strange and exhilarating predicament. and i've just begun to accept it's magnitude. and i realize that it's okay to be scared, it's only natural to be anxious about this brave new world...which is actually the old world, but i digress.
i sit here, reloading my bank account statement, awaiting money from home. a poor student, on exchange in Europe. i don't have minutes on my phone but i can assure you, i am getting drunk tonight.
it's a grimy and hazy idealism. and i can't help but feeling like i'm on the edge of something epic. like i'm either going fall into oblivion or rise into the heights of existence. more than likely, though, i'm just going to have a really amazing year.
cool. miss you.
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