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A good friend of mine was kind enough to open up her home to me when I first arrived in England, and then again at the end of my stay. One very valuable thing I learned from staying with her was something that her mother told me. Everything can be solved by just stopping whatever it is you are doing and having a cup of tea. Stressed? Have a cup of tea. Upset? Sit down, have a biscuit, and have a cup of tea. Lost? Ask for directions, find a cafe, and have a cup of tea.
I drank a lot, and I mean a lot, of tea when I first got back to Colorado. Why weren’t people lining up so nicely anymore? Why was everyone so loud? Which way do I look when crossing the road again? Wait, you mean I have to drive? Cup of tea. Cup of tea. Cuppa tea. Cuppa.
I was sad when I got back. Really sad. But it was the kind of sadness that you can’t recognize right away. Maybe you think you are tired or hungry. And it’s the type of sadness that sticks with you. There were things that made me happy about being back in Colorado. Faces I hadn’t seen since the weather was still warm. No exchange rate. Burritos. I had changed, though, while I was gone. I was a different person. I had grown and felt more comfortable with myself. I had a new found confidence that I didn’t have in Colorado before. New words were added to my vocabulary. New clothes were added to my closet. I needed to figure out how to find a place for the new me in my old home. I am still trying to adjust. I may never stop trying to adjust. It’s this feeling, though, that motivates me to try and go back. Well, no, not try. Yoda said that doesn’t exist, right? It motivates me to go back. Sooner rather than later. In the mean time, I look both ways, twice, before I cross the street. Yes, even when it is a one way street.
orderly linesA good friend of mine was kind enough to open up her home to me when I first arrived in England, and then again at the end of my stay. One very valuable thing I learned from staying with her was something that her mother told me. Everything can be solved by just stopping whatever it is you are doing and having a cup of tea. Stressed? Have a cup of tea. Upset? Sit down, have a biscuit, and have a cup of tea. Lost? Ask for directions, find a cafe, and have a cup of tea.I drank a lot, and I mean a lot, of tea when I first got back to Colorado. Why weren’t people lining up so nicely anymore? Why was everyone so loud? Which way do I look when crossing the road again? Wait, you mean I have to drive? Cup of tea. Cup of tea. Cuppa tea. Cuppa.I was sad when I got back. Really sad. But it was the kind of sadness that you can’t recognize right away. Maybe you think you are tired or hungry. And it’s the type of sadness that sticks with you. There were things that made me happy about being back in Colorado. Faces I hadn’t seen since the weather was still warm. No exchange rate. Burritos. I had changed, though, while I was gone. I was a different person. I had grown and felt more comfortable with myself. I had a new found confidence that I didn’t have in Colorado before. New words were added to my vocabulary. New clothes were added to my closet. I needed to figure out how to find a place for the new me in my old home. I am still trying to adjust. I may never stop trying to adjust. It’s this feeling, though, that motivates me to try and go back. Well, no, not try. Yoda said that doesn’t exist, right? It motivates me to go back. Sooner rather than later. In the mean time, I look both ways, twice, before I cross the street. Yes, even when it is a one way street.
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