Florence, Italy – October 9th to Oct 11th 2013
Pompeii, Italy – September 8th 2013
This will be my last week as a resident of Northern Ireland. Come this Saturday, I am moving out of my rental house and on to my next adventure. After almost exactly six months here, I feel like it is definitely time to move on. But before I do so, I think it is worth reflecting on my time here, both the good and the bad, and all things I have learned.
Great Expectations. Charles Dickens. 1861.
We can control our actions. We can control our choices. But we cannot control our emotions. In Great Expectations, Pip knew to his detriment that he loved Estella against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.
Far From The Maddening Crowd. Thomas Hardy. 1874.
I don’t want to make a terrible pun but it really was maddening to attempt to read this book. As it was written in archaic english with run on sentences and period references, I often lost the flow of the story and failed to connect with the characters. The main protagonist, Bethesda, was an independent, strong-willed woman with whom I should have empathized but I found myself disliking her and caring little about her love interests.
It has been six months since we spoke. And yet I still think of you everyday. I still miss you everyday. I still wish I could talk to you every day. If I could speak to you, what would I say?