Well, I have been home for two months now. This was my first February in Guate since 2005. I left Kin six months ago and I don't think I will be returning to Africa any time soon. I thought I would, or at least I wanted to think I would, and so I told myself and my friends "but I
will come back, we
will meet again," while life was already making it harder to happen. One day, maybe. In the meantime I have been thinking that perhaps I should start a new blog. I have stuff to write about and I don't think it will fit the tone of Congo Days...I am pretty sure it won't. Why? 1) I feel my geekiness coming back in full force, 2) I am always more serious in Guatemala, 3) I am counting and enumerating things already.
So, I will probably move to a new blog and just visit my Congo ones from time to time, make sure things did happen and it was not my imagination. I will go back and remember how I missed what I now have, and be happy I am here. But I will also go back and feel nostalgic, and I will be happy because I love missing beautiful and tragic places. Like I missed home.
Wild horses
1 comments:
Beautiful and tragic... sounds like the motherland to me, indeed. Please post the url of your future blog in here. I left the authorship of a blog almost a year ago and haven't look back. Although I am starting to be tempted to open a Twitter account :-D
Un abrazo.
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