I very rarely make a blog post that simply refers back to another blog post, but this so says everything that I am feeling right now, and needs no updating, that I had to simply refer back to it.
A friend from the church where I sing who often chides me for being sad, or self-deprecating, is one of the people I referred to here as being surprised and astounded by things. In fact, she made a post on Facebook yesterday quoting Hugh Jackman as having said "the wonderful thing about living in New York is that when you walk outside your building, everything you see is a surprise." (Then people did a riff on the word "building" about how strange it seemed to them or their families.)
I just never have those feelings.
I wish I did.
I suppose the language of "immigrants" (that's all I can think of calling them because to me, most of the rest of America that is not a major metropolitan center with public transportation is more foreign than many foreign countries) continues to be - well, foreign, to me.
I so so so so desperately need a change.
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