Monday, June 15, 2009

I have retreated. I live a life of routine. For 8 hours, I am forced to resurface into the world, within the walls of a health-crazed dog store.

This week, I decided to reread the Harry Potter series. Probably not a wise choice, if I was planning to actually live this week.

Perhaps I should backtrack. I haven't always been this way. Just 2 weeks ago, I was driving up the east coast, stopping everywhere and anywhere along the way. We helped move some Yale kids out of their dorm, we walked purposefully and fast through Manhattan (we were very untouristy...focused more on becoming New Yorkers for the day). This accounts for why there are no pictures of NY. We splurged on an actuall place to stay in Maine, choosing a nice (and expensive) Inn, equipped with hard wood floors (my favorite) and a jacuzzi placed perfectly before the TV set..We decided that we would wear our bathingsuits when using it, but that quickly went out the window. I learned how not to notice things from the corner of my eye.

But see? I used to be alive. I didn't always exist soley through my mind and the pages before me.

1 comment:

Aim said...

i love this, i envy your American lifestyle, road trips to New York wow i reckon you're living the dream :)