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Jill McCracken’s Travel Diary

Monday, 28 Feb 2011

Location: Paris, France

MapFeeling weird...

I am have been experiencing several successive moments of unsureness that I know are caused by being homesick but I feel like I am moving about in a world like a knight trying to move like a rook trying to move like a bishop, a world where hiding myself and elusiveness are part of one's A-game. Trying to figure out where the authenticities of experience lie (and if I even care) has grown infuriating and tiresome. In turn, I do what I always do, bury myself in schoolwork and the pleasures of reading that I know are genuine and will be treasured for years and in conversations to come.

I think these feelings are partly due to the rain in Paris. Lots of rain. Cosmic synchronicity at its best. Let us all collectively hope for spring flowers to peek out of the ground. [If we're wishing upon the weather, I also wish for the lessening of in-climate weather on all of my loved ones in Canada. Please stay safe on the roads my sweets.]