Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Breaking Up
I've never felt so conflicted before. I desperately, helplessly love Argentina and my life here, and I don't want to leave. I'm simply not ready! But I can't go any longer without going home to my family and friends. (Ojala se pudiera trasladar toda mi vida aca!) I only have five days left. Five. FIVE. Single digits. Less than a week. I want to cry and scream and curl up in a ball and avoid this heart-twisting experience of the end of study abroad. I feel like I haven't done enough. I haven't taken advantage of my time here! I could have done so much more, met so many more people, seen so many more places! I feel like upon leaving I lose those opportunities, even though I know I really don't. I know I could come back, or travel more--to other places, new places I've never been. I think I probably will continue traveling as far as my wallet and my language skills will carry me. But not right now. I need some time to get over my breakup with Argentina. Luckily, tango is sorrow in the form of music, so I have a method of catharsis. Here are a few treats:
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