Musings

[gothikmaus]

I think I know what Farin feels like when he goes off to one of his x-month long journeys. I'm leaving to Berlin the day after tomorrow and the thought makes me euphoric. And that just for a 3-day stay.

Every time I go somewhere, especially abroad, I feel this rush. It's difficult to explain. I can't concentrate on simple everyday tasks, I get lost in thought, I forget everything. It's like being on drugs. Or being in love.

And every time I come back, there's a lump in my throat and I feel like a piece of my heart is ripped out and left there for me to come back and fetch it. Probably if I lived in another place long enough, I'd start missing Italy too, but now I just wish I was somewhere else. Anywhere but here.

Stupid, I know. But I can't help it.


PS Drabbles come later.

Comments

[einheitstochter.livejournal.com]

Oh, I know the exciting feeling before you leave for a journey.
It´s true, it feels like being in love. :)

When I was a little girl I used to get exact that feeling every time I looked trough the window and saw the alps. I always tought how great itßd be to cross them to see what´s behind them. he.

Have lots of fun in berlin. :)

[gothikmaus.livejournal.com]

I don't know where this restlessness comes from, but even driving my parents to the station or airport when they are leaving is enough to make my heart beat faster. I'm weird. :P

[angrylogic.livejournal.com]

It doesn't sound stupid at all ;) I usually have a breakdown on the last couple of days of a trip because I really don't want to have to come back to this shit hole; sit and cry on the plane/train/bus. Though sometimes, when a trip has been a complete disappointment, it's a relief to come back and surround yourself with what's familiar. I guess a trip is only what you make of it.

I'm emigrating in 2010, but I know I'm going to wind up back here in the end ¬_¬ It's not even your home country that has a never ending draw to you; it's your home county/city/town. Maybe I was just spoiled as a kid 'cause I was brought up in the countryside by the sea, and I've lived on one of the western isles, but I know that once I've seen the rest of the world and lived in it for a while, I'll end up in a croft weaving baskets when I'm 70 XD

[gothikmaus.livejournal.com]

Yeah, once I was in Barcelona on holiday and I really wanted to go back home, I was literally counting down the days. But that hasn't happened often, especially not lately.

I don't know, if I moved somewhere else I would miss my friends and family terribly, actually, my friends are the only reason why I haven't already left. But sometimes I think going away for a while would do me good.

[schwimmerin.livejournal.com]

I'm exactly the same way. "Abschiedslied" singt mir aus der Seele (that sentence just doesn't sound as good in English).

Although I've done so much traveling in the last 12 months that I am looking forward to going home, if only briefly. It's going to be hard to be in one place for an extended period of time.