Thursday, July 21, 2011

And now to create.

Today I read "The story of your life is not the story of what your heart got, but what your heart didn’t get and how it kept on beating. We are all daredevil hobos with bindles full of dreams and beans following train tracks to who knows where." I can't in all honesty disagree with it. Life never plays out fairly - some of us just make the most of what we have. I'm not always one of those people - but lately I've become better at rolling with the punches. Lately my punches have been coming in the form of immigration set backs. This will make the second time in my life where, I'm fighting folks to let me into their country. When I was younger - since my mom did all the fighting I always assumed it was easy. But fighting with the French, people who are notoriously known for NOT fighting - well they're a pain in the ass.

I hope by the end of the summer, it will all have worked out. Doesn't matter really. I'm still going. This life's goal of mine is taking me to Paris in 6 short weeks. I am not sure when I really decided that I was moving to Europe. I can argue that I've been planning on running away since I was 6 1/2. Then I'd guess that I started giving it some sincere thought again at 2o. Those wild and wide eyed ambitions never really panned out as I hoped. But for the last two years, with some help from grandfather laws and my French born mother, I've been able to figure out a way to legitimately move, and after a all too brief visit last summer, I finally began to dig in, save, sacrifice, and plan my move to Paris.

I remember coming home last summer, and dreaming of the day when I could walk along the Champs Elysee and not have to worry about coming back home. I felt empty in those first few weeks. Wishing that there was a way that I could go back sooner rather than later. With the date literally on my doorsteps, I know that nothing taste better than that which you have waited for. I can already hear the singing "Bonjour's" in my immediate future. I can't wait to answer "Oui Bonjournee! Cava?!"

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