reverberation
As I sit in the St. Mary's library, it seems unreal to me that I was in Thailand only a few days ago. However, waking up at 5 or 6am every morning reminds me that my body is still living in a different time zone. It is kind of nice to wake up early and feel the stillness of the sleeping world, to watch the sun shyly creep over the dew-covered lawn. Maybe I will make a habit out of this.
I am reading Villa Incognido now. I am in love. It is an amazing book and I highly reccomend it to everyone. Tom Robbins has a truly unique style of writing and I love the way he uses analogies and various literary devices to make poignant statements. awesome.
Oh St. Marys, what poopy weather you have selected for the day Erica and I have chosen to have our picnic and kayacking adventure. Yesterday the sunset was gorgeous. I appreciate the beauty of our school ever so much more after my recent time in the bustling, consumer-driven city of Bangkok. True, the beaches and Islands in Ao Nang had their own unique charm and splendour, but they were missing the ivy of academia. They had a natural way of invoking philosophical thoughts in my flighty mind. St. Mary's does it differently, making me think of next semester and SMP work, and finally the inevitable graduation. As I see former Alumni hanging around, working in St. Mary's county, living in the St. Mary's bubble, I wonder what is to become of me when I leave. I love it here, I am happy to be visiting here for the next few days, reuniting with friends before I go back to work. I think I'm starting to feel a little bit of India reverberating within me. India seems to bubble up in my daily life like a carbonated beverage. It feels like I have to burp. Something random will trigger a thought about India and what it was like, and from there my thoughts run rampant, dreaming of everything from the possibilties for happiness and social change to the taste of mango lassis and the ubiquitious smell of curry, inscense, and fecal matter. It makes me happy to think that this burping feeling will continue, prompting me to reflect on the trip in ways I never thought about while in India. I want to go back.
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