"one day i'll be buried too and maybe no one will visit me. but i won't care, i'll be dead. but i'm not a sad person. au contraire. i am a happy person with many friends. it's just that sometimes i wish i had someone to share things with. for example, when i saw all of Paris from a skyscraper, i wanted to say to someone, "isn't that beautiful?" but there was nobody there. i thought about my ex-boyfriend dave, if he would have enjoyed this trip, but then i felt a little stupid because we have not spoken for 11 years and now he's married with three children.
then i found a lovely park. i sat down in the park and ate a sandwich that i'd bought. it tasted very good.
Then something happened, something difficult to describe. Sitting there, alone in a foreign country, far from my job and everyone i know, a feeling came over me. It was like remembering something i'd never known before or have always been waiting for, but i didn't know what. Maybe it was something i'd forgotten or something i've been missing all my life. All i can say is that i felt at the same time, joy and sadness. But not too much sadness because i felt alive. Yes, alive."
-Carol the American tourist (Paris Je T'aime)
this feels like it's telling my life story. minus the married ex-boyfriend named dave but it's the same concept. korea is gonna be like my paris...and hopefully i will fall in love with it, as much as this lady has.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
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