i tell people i'm leaving buenos aires at the end of may and nobody really understands why. i do, but at the same time, i don't really want to leave. i mean, i want to go but at the same time i want to stay. i know what i'm going to do there is going to be life-changing (or at least i hope so) and i'm excited. but at the same time, i've found some really awesome people here and it's going to be tough to go.
i remember coming back to buenos aires in february. when i was in cayman, and israel, and in the us, all i wanted was to be back here. the day i got to buenos aires was the day before a really good friend of mine left for a month. it was strange to be back. with my friend danny leaving and my friend arielle back in dc, i remember that first friday night staying home all confused. that night, two of my friends in buenos aires had made plans with each other and some other people (tipo date) and i was alone. and it felt strange. i look at my life right now and i love it. i've made some great friends and i don't want to go. transitions suck -- i think everyone can agree on that.
a few days ago i was walking on the street thinking about transitions and about how many times i've changed my life from going from emory to texas to chicago to buenos aires. and i've realized that it takes a lot of effort and the beginning isn't always easy. here's to hoping that transitioning to life in perú won't be too difficult...even though it's going to be...
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