Instructions for Dancing

Thursday August 13, 2009

do what you’re thinking of

Filed under: Uncategorized — by hettyweston @ 12:31 am

Hi.

I had a beautiful week in France. Weather was hot and sunny, house was cool and breezy. I had a ready supply of books, nice company and really good cooking. If I’d thought that my last few weeks at home had been escapist, this was even more so, holed up in the middle of an aesthetically pleasing nowhere with an attractively tanned boyfriend and his lovely family. The French pace of life is no pace at all, and it’s my favourite elusive rhythm.

I’m sorry to be home, actually, and sorry that I asked him for this, but I think I’ve made the right decision. 20 months in, the next 2 are all my own, and I can relearn what it’s like to be just me. I’m a bit sad right now, but that’s with the memories of a mostly lovely week still quite vivid. Round here, I’ve enough work, reading and lovely people to cheer me up again, and in a few days I’ll be free to do some soul-searching, but this time without anything on my conscience.

As I say, a few days (and not too many late nights) and I’ll be seeing all the good points in this situation. It is a good situation, and sensible, it’s just a bit sad and scary too. And here I was thinking I was independent.

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1 Comment »

  1. If you is not feeling okies at any point, we is can going somewhere and chatting? Possibly with a large supply of treats and/or coffee? =) x

    Comment by Paul — Thursday August 13, 2009 @ 1:35 pm |Reply


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