Learning to Walk
When I first left a life of fields and forests, dirt roads and mailmen who arrived only by jeep...this is how I felt.
For years, the crowd of buildings, the insistent car horns, and faces everywhere—so many faces—pushed me to the ground. I fumbled past sidewalks, tripped over myself trying to find a way to stand.
Even after all these years of urban life, there are still days when my heart tangles up in longing for a great space...an elusive country peace.
"Learning to Walk" woodcut by Rebecca Brame
posted by L.L. Barkat at 1:50 PM
3 Comments:
For the first time in my life, I fell in love with a place four years ago. And now I've left it, and the longing to return never ceases!
Great blog, and great writing!
Thanks, inihtar. What place is that, of all the wonderful (I checked out your profile) places you've lived?
Also, I wanted to comment on your blog... but, not being a team member, was blocked. Might your group consider opening up the field?
To the "Unpaid Internship" post, here's what I wanted to say...
"Very interesting...
So, where might one place blogging...an unpaid journalistic internship in the vague corporation of the blogosphere?"
Happy travels... thanks for dropping in.
That place would be London (somewhat disappointing, huh? -- except that London as a touristy place is very different from London as home).
And the blog you tried to comment on is not really mine -- in theory, I'm a contributor, but I hardly post to it. And I don't have much say on opening it up or not. Sorry:(
But I do have two other blogs -- one of which you've already commented on:) nichola24.blogspot.com. I made the other one private, hence was invisible, but have made it public again (I am a very decisive individual :)).
And blogging -- I think you've hit the nail on the head, although, for a lucky few, it might turn out to be a very lucrative paid internship!!
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