I'm talking too much. It is interesting moving to a new place where no one really knows me. No one knows what my life was like back in Atlanta or who I was there. I feel like I can't stop talking about myself...as if the more I tell, the better everyone will know me. It feels like freshman year of college all over again. Everyone wanted to talk. Funny, I didn't realize how comfortable my friendships back home were. How good it feels to be surrounded by people who have spent years laughing, eating, dancing, picnic-ing, drinking, cooking, contemplating, swimming, singing, discussing, music-ing, listening, crying, hugging, secret telling, popcorn eating, organizing, planning, traveling, embarrassing, walking, coffee drinking, camping, art making, partying, and changing by my side. I want everyone here to hurry up and know me! And I want to know them...really know them. That is why I am talking too much. I need to remember that it takes time...lots of time, to feel comfortable in new surroundings. It will happen though, I just need to be patient...and a little quieter...listen.
Is this starting to sound like the beginning symptoms of homesickness? Maybe so. But I'm sure it's just for this week. I'm loving it here.
2 comments:
Ummmmm... to be honest you talk to much here. LOL!!! I never get to say a word. It is all about natalie for the first 30 min or so, then I have forgotten all about myself. Joking! So I hope you aren't trying to replace me. Notice I write trying, cause it can't be done. Bytheway, who is that good looking guy in the photo with you???
Interesting. I seem to recall a time when I had to yell for you to shut up because YOU could not stop talking about YOURSELF. And you know very well that you are not replacable...you are the only person I know who can make one word out of three.
I hear you are replacing me though...with my BROTHER?! Which really doesn't bother me, cause he will never be as cool. Go ahead...be friends...
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