I’m not lost for I know where I am. But however, where I am may be lost ~ Winnie-the-Pooh
It’s been a month since I moved from the US to Italy. However, it feels like I’ve been here for at least five months – each day packed with a week’s worth of experiential learning.
We’ll be Friends Forever, won’t we, Pooh?’ asked Piglet.
Even longer,’ Pooh answered.
Last night, back in the US, everyone had gone out celebrating my friend’s birthday. As I started the day here in Villa Franca at 7am, they were still out having fun as it was only 1am there. I know that for a fact cause I texted them. Brought back memories. Made me wish I was there.
It’s not much of a tail, but I’m sort of attached to it ~ Eeyore
I miss Raleighwood. I miss my friends. I miss the easy camaraderie, silly conversations, and laid-back fun.
It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn’t use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like “What about lunch? ~ Winnie-the-Pooh
Everytime I needed to unwind, I would meet up with a friend. We would talk, vent, eat, drink, dance, giggle, snort, howl, pick, argue, gossip, and I would come back home relaxed with my perspective back on right.
“I don’t feel very much like Pooh today,” said Pooh.
“There there,” said Piglet. “I’ll bring you tea and honey until you do.”
I have yet to meet people here. Don’t have friends nor a social network as I have just been domesticating the house and being domesticated. Kids start school tomorrow; I am glad that at least they will start having a life – making friends and connecting.
“But it isn’t easy,’ said Pooh. ‘Because Poetry and Hums aren’t things which you get, they’re things which get you. And all you can do is to go where they can find you.”
And that is what I shall do .. go into the caverns of poetry, hums, lines, and lyrics.
Sometimes I sits and thinks, and sometimes I just sits ~ Winnie-the~Pooh
On my 22nd birthday, I received one of the best presents ever – a book with my favorite character espousing my favorite philosophy – THE TAO OF POOH