So it takes about six months to get used to living anywhere, I’ve decided. Because if I am actually used to it here now, well. Yeah.
I’m closing in on what once seemed an impossible distance; eight weeks now remain of this part of my life called Vietnam.
Luckily for me I made some travel plans and I hope these all happen: Vung Tau Dec. 26-7, Singapore Jan. 9-12, Philippines Jan. 31-Feb 8th. What. About. Angkor Wat. Boo. 😦
And yet. It is hard to imagine what my current state of mind would be had I not decided to go to Thailand; even my Vietnam trip early on offered a lot in terms of perspective.
How am I used to it here (I decided today)?
1.) I sleep late on my days off. There is not a lot to do during the day. So I stay up late and sleep late.
2.) I know how to spend my free time: I have one beautiful coffee shop/art gallery I can walk to, and I spend the rest of the time in the yoga studio (2 classes every MWF).
After that it is dinner (which I eat by myself with a book) and writing if I am lucky, followed (usually) by youtube.
I don’t watch tv, because I think it’s depressing, and I can’t concentrate at home enough to read anything longer than the NYTimes online.
3.) I call home whenever I feel like it. Hearing a friendly voice helps me be less grouchy heading into the long weekends of teaching. I’m a much better teacher when I’m in a good mood, duh.
Maybe it sounds like a boring existence, but I don’t think anyone will judge me, why would they? The point is I made this relentless city work for me somehow: I see that now.
There was a time when I actually didn’t think I would be able to do this. It’s not been easy, and I am proud of myself for sticking it out.
I don’t know what I’ll do yet after I graduate from Hamline in May, but the most important thing is not where I am but who I have around me.
I have been exhausted to the brink of tears at times thinking about how much I miss certain people. If I do move to another city, I would like to see if anyone will join me.
It’s not, as they say, science.
Happy Christmas all.
You do know how much you help me; I couldn’t get on at all if it weren’t for you. -Virginia Woolf, Letters VI