From January 23, 2009
My first entry of '09 and the wind chill is negative below - all night at work people had to pause at the counter and wait for their glasses to defog or their hands to warm up. My winter song would involve light, airy snow, and tightly-knit colorful scarves.
A year ago today I was a new arrival, a shell-shocked American girl in a new country, a lonely girl listening to your voice at night through my iPod. Hallelujah.
Why don't I write about wedding plans and the dress I found at the Wedding Shoppe? Ask me a year from now. Ask me when I will remember what it felt like to be a bride. Right now, it just feels like me.
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Sunday afternoon. Drinking cheap wine, making flashcards for art history, and watching the Academy Awards tonight over a bowl of popcorn.
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