May 13, 2009
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Brasil
Brasil, you are so far away. and yet i can almost feel my legs walking underneith me, up the cobblestone hill to your house. it is the 5:00pm sun, warm and soft, telling me to get ready for darkness. the feeling that i’m almost there, and then i can take off my shoes, sit on the cool tile floor, and watch. watch the world as it should be.
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I fight to regain control. i will not cry at Carsons. not as a customer comes to the regester. what is that? the pull that Brasil has on me that tells me i must go–and that no other place is worth it. i can call up a memory and feel like my life will never be complete without Brasil. why did i learn to love it? now i am stuck with it.
i am home now…in the USA. it feels normal. life. work. college. friends. family. i am six years behind everyone else…and yet i would have to kill something inside of me to not go back to Brasil. the love i have for Brasil feels dangerously close to loving a man. how could i have a love affair with a country? and that is how it is.
Comments (2)
you need to read “crowded skies” by tara leigh cobble. she describes her love affair with NYC much the saem as you do about brasil and her struggles as a christian single woman. i know you’d relate.
@spokenfor - i read a different book by Tara Leigh Cobble..but i will definately check that out–thanks!