on break from Kant; old picture; homesick

[feathered]

Comments

[o_glorianna]

That's a lovely photograph. (And Chopin is also quite lovely too.)

I know what you mean, in a way. I think it surprises me how stealthily and quietly loneliness can creep up on you in a new place, as it has for me where I am.

I hope you feel better soon about your move.

[enriana]

Gorgeous skies make me ache. I am vaguely annoyed that if I want amazing skies, they tend to be in the center of the country (no ocean agh!) or cold or tornado-y (I heard the Kansas skies are gorgeous, too).

And I know exactly what you mean about nostalgia. Sometimes I ache so much for Woodstock I want to hurl myself dramatically to the floor and wail my woe, but I know if I were actually there, I'd be miserable.

Funny how that works.

[goingofthings]

I think that's what I thought when I was coming out here. I was trying to escape the suburbs and see the country. Which you can if you drive out of town a ways - but I'm tired of smelling the exhaust fumes and gas. Perhaps one of the many lessons I was meant to learn here was not to come here with expectations. I think I was hoping to find another Ireland closer to home somehow. And I don't think that's possible.

[anonymous]

I am often nostalgic for the sky in Manitoba. There are often the most incredible sunsets I have seen anywhere that I have been so far. It has something to do with the moisture and dust in the air. They also seem to extend most of the way across the sky since there are no mountains or hills in the way. Then the other half of the sky is a mix of purple and orange. Wherever there are clouds they look like trails of flame. I should try to send some pictures, though there is never a way to convey scale, is there?