I am finally in Montreal, after a hectic weekend of packing and bridesmaid duties (read: partying). I wanted to name this blog "Lonely Rolling Star", but it seems that someone has already taken it and so here I am with a teensy more uplifting name.
It's been 4 hours of being utterly alone in Montreal since Robert left after helping me move. I cried buckets, if you must know. We'd be having a perfectly normal conversation while putting dishes away and vacuuming shelves and then I would burst into torrential tears while clinging onto him like a koala in the rain.
But logically (LOGICALLY, mind you, which I just couldn't bring myself to be in my precipitation-drenched marsupial state), we live in an era of perpetual connectivity and therefore are unable to be truly alone unless you're a hermit living in a cave somewhere on the Scottish moors. And even there, I'm guessing there's got to be some reception on your cellphone. So, comforted ever so slightly by this wonderful age we live in, I start this bloggy blog of a blog.
Who will I meet? What will I do? When will I-
Hold on a sec. I just got a text message from Robert.
PS: When I start French classes, I will make an effort to write little bits in French.
2 comments:
I look forward to posts in French. And the loneliness and general homesickness will pass... having a net connection definitely helps with that. Perpetual connectivity and all that.
Meanwhile, I'll be moving to Waterloo next week - there are orientation activities beginning Thursday morning. I'll be living here, and I'm a might apprehensive about meeting two new roommates. I have shared an apartment for a brief period before, but it will be an adjustment.
Well, I promise to check your blog for updates frequently! I actually have a (dormant) one of my own... might be time to start up a new Waterloo-themed one.
I too am looking forward to posts in French :) Living alone wasn't easy for me at first, but after a while I found that it was really nice to know that I could just do my own thing in my own small quaint ways, and know that I was never going to be interrupted unless I wanted to be...my favourite was to make a huge cup of green tea, some chinese noodles, and to put on some nice music :)
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