From yesterday:
This morning, on my way back from sending Polina off to the next leg of her trip, I was listening to my ipod and letting my mind meander down its familiar corridors when the doors of the train opened, and right on cue, a 20-year old walked in. I didn't pay any attention because I was too intently focused on drifting off in some mental labyrinth. For a while, it remained this way until our gaze locked and we introduced ourselves and had a pleasant conversation.
Meanwhile, in the real world, I woke up at 4 am to send Polina off the airport. Her parting gift was telling me that "Lily, life is not a tea party." She meant stop being naive, even though it's Europe--a different place-- people are people, it takes a while for them to warm up to you and no one is going to sit around and invite you to sip tea. No one is going to just chat with you on the train out of the blue (could happen but not exactly picture-perfect like in the movies because I, for one, would be --the most apt phrase would be-- "weirded out"). In reality, I woke when I dozed off on the train and banged my head against the glass. I woke startled and looked around to make sure that no one else had heard the thud of my skull against the glass, jumped to my feet and hopped out of the train before it took me somewhere further from Berlin than Buch. Then I went back to the guest house and took a nap before work.
I guess my major complaint is that everyone here is older and at a different stage in their life and plus everyone I know here is connected to work, but what's wrong with that? It seems like I can still connect with them even if I'm not where they are in life.
Sigh, just never satisfied... but still having a good time!
LILY
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