in which I get ridiculously sentimental over local eyesores


Horrible, terribly homesick all of a sudden. I’m keeping up, but it’s harder these last few days. I do my best to be optimistic and look forward.

Keeping busy helps, knitting helps, the gym helps. Vonnegut helps, but he helps with everything. Things that do not help: extended reading about the history of Baltimore, talking about how homesick I am, eagerly watching the mail for word from home. Getting into spirited arguments on the relative merits of my city with people who only know Baltimore from watching The Wire (although- thought- that’s not all a bad image, either)— well, actually, does help a little.

The Dark Knight came into the Foo store today; pieces of it were filmed in Hamden, and I’m eager to figure out which. That helps.

Speed- watching The Wire (I only had to leave the US to  watch it, I know, after about a million recommendations) and getting all teary when I see the Domino sign, or the smokestack by I-95, or Loudon Park cemetery, that… I don’t know if that helps or not.

It’s not the end of the world- another phase, like everything else. I’ll snap back. A lot of this has to do with Mick going home, I think; I am envious, although I don’t want to leave here yet, and wouldn’t. I am full of wistful longing, thinking about homecomings in general. Lucky guy, to see his family again.


  One thought on “in which I get ridiculously sentimental over local eyesores

  1. nicole
    July 28, 2008 at 8:57 am

    Yeah, homesickness sucks. I remember being an exchange student. I was fine for the first while when everything was new, then things settle down and you start missing home, but you probably know that after you get over this really hard bit you kind of settle in again and kind of find your balance again and you still miss home but you’re not really homesick anymore.
    So while this part sucks it will get better soon 😉

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