So, I’m in the process of chalking up a short story (of sorts) about my “Transition”** (purposefully capitalized) from Costa Rica to Seattle and all the things therein. But, alas, life has afforded me very little time for writing, thus, I’m not quite finished with the entry. But I don’t want you (aside: funny, ‘you’ in this sentence really is ‘me’. To be honest, I write these things for me. Blogging on anize is sort of a meditation with my own ideas, and now I’m subconsciously creating an alter identity for myself. How interesting. I guess ‘you’ in this case is really my inner most self that desires to blog more often) to think that I’m not wanting to write.
Last thursday was my second day of classes and during a short discussion over the syllabus our class got on the topic of life journeys. My professor had this to say:
“It is better to have a sense of being on a journey instead of being on a drift”.
These words couldn’t have come at a better time. In a way, my ‘Transition’** was a complete drift between two incomplete journeys. There was my time in Costa Rica - the beginnings of a new life, establishing the root work of a new niche in a new world. Certainly I would consider this incomplete because all of my social doings were abruptly impeded with the untimely arrival of the end of the month. The other journey then, of course, is my life here at the USA. I‘ve been on a journey since the start — to finish college and etc. Clearly my journey through PLU is nearly complete, but as I look my final semester dead in the eye, I can’t help but wonder if I’m still drifting.
**TRANSITION: refers to the 5 day gap in between Costa Rica and Seattle during which I traveled to Houston, Milwaukee, Madison, Denver, Boulder, Boise, and ultimately, Seattle.
Posted by bell at February 10, 2004 09:32 AM | TrackBack