And just like that, the month is over.
Packing, deciding-what will go and what will stay, goodbyes, emotions- sadness and excitement.
My how this time is flying.
I've had this quote saved on a post-it since before we found out our placement. When I read it (whilst stalking a PC blog...I don't know who's, so sorry, can't give credit...), I knew that my heart would feel the things described, and I have found that I resonate more everyday with the thoughts expressed.
"Emotions, in my experience, aren't covered by single words.… I don't believe in "sadness," "joy," or "regret." Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I'd like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions. . ."I've come across a few phrases and words, all in other languages, that capture hybrid emotions in the way Eugenides, like myself, would like to see. Still, there's nothing that quite matches the cocktail of feelings running through my heart and mind during these days. Following Eugenides example, I'd like to create some collision phrases like, "The combination of exhilaration and panic as one takes a step into the unknown," or, "The strange sadness that accompanies happiness when a long wait ends," or, "The unlikely marriage of love for one's home with love for being away." And of course, "The sensation that what's next is all at once real, imaginary, close, far away"
Thank you, unknown friend, for walking ahead of us, and expressing so well what my heart feels.
Packing, deciding-what will go and what will stay, goodbyes, emotions- sadness and excitement.
My how this time is flying.
I've had this quote saved on a post-it since before we found out our placement. When I read it (whilst stalking a PC blog...I don't know who's, so sorry, can't give credit...), I knew that my heart would feel the things described, and I have found that I resonate more everyday with the thoughts expressed.
"Emotions, in my experience, aren't covered by single words.… I don't believe in "sadness," "joy," or "regret." Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I'd like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions. . ."I've come across a few phrases and words, all in other languages, that capture hybrid emotions in the way Eugenides, like myself, would like to see. Still, there's nothing that quite matches the cocktail of feelings running through my heart and mind during these days. Following Eugenides example, I'd like to create some collision phrases like, "The combination of exhilaration and panic as one takes a step into the unknown," or, "The strange sadness that accompanies happiness when a long wait ends," or, "The unlikely marriage of love for one's home with love for being away." And of course, "The sensation that what's next is all at once real, imaginary, close, far away"
Thank you, unknown friend, for walking ahead of us, and expressing so well what my heart feels.
I like that person's description. I feel like that a lot, I think, and I'm not even packing my life away to move to Tonga...
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