I'm in a foul, black, evil mood. It started on Monday and I'm not sure what it's all about and honestly, I don't want to talk about it , spewing negativity is just not my thing. You'd do best to just carry on.
Anyway, Lorraine (Here's the thing over on the links list) is coming to France in 2008. And that's just about the coolest thing ever. I love visits. Maybe that's part of the problem. I need more visits.
Sometimes living in a foreign country is the most freeing thing ever. And other times it's like a lead blanket. It's a lead blanket week.
On top of everything, Charlie (Highland Dreams, also over on your right) is visiting my mother's home state of North Carolina this week. And he's writing all about his travels (he lives on a strange island somewhere most of the time) and reading it is making me miss home even more. Even the bad stuff. And the silly stuff. And the inexplicably American stuff.
I haven't been home in nearly 4 years and I think that's just too long.
I wouldn't move back - it's not that. I guess you just have to go home sometimes to resourcify your roots. So I suppose that's it. My roots are feeling groundless and sourceless this week. Time for a touch-up.