So... this trip is close to its end.
Many moons ago, I(almost) was ready to be home. I was ready to be alone, to be my Motherland, ready to go to Dell Taco and purchase various varriations on the tradditional bean and cheese mottifs; I was ready. But oh, how things change, and a change is often(always) an end.
I learn more here the longer I stay, and this almost exponential growth of learning has a certain addictive quality to it- progress will be much harder to earn at home(here I can sleep through Math and still learn German, hehe). The pressure of real life will return, stripping away this beautiful dream; reality has a way of rendering the past into dream- the same looms that give us our seconds and breaths spin the threads of our lives into ornate garments, dream and fact are treated with the same dye, and in the end, not even the greatest of us knows what we've seen(or witch set of eyes we saw it with). In other words, it will be hard to leave Vienna.
But then again, what would Vienna be without Utah, what would Dream be without Day- and God knows how to make some pretty days.
I will be happy at home, I will love my Life, I will use the leasons Ive learned here to make me a better son, and a better man- but that doesnt mean that im not going to miss dreaming.
Oh yea- I will also totally miss the BYU students- you guys kick A.
-Jesse Nicholas Quebbeman-Turley
(I appologize sincerely for any inncoherance in my writing, its kinda late)
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oops-I didn't comment on this one yet and I said I did in the email to you. Sneaky-don't write for a few months and then 2 within a week!
Very poetic.
"a change is often(always) an end." You've put your finger on it. Perhaps this is why change is so hard for me--that and it goes against my OCD nature. It's hard to see things end though, even when they aren't totally great.
I like the loom metaphor and the past becoming a dream. That only feels more true the older you get--life starts to feel like a sequence of dreams, some of which you have a hard time placing yourself in. (Was that really me?)
p.s. Maybe you'll get into blogging when you don't have so many Europe-based excuses . . .
you should. It's fun. A good outlet to practice writing.
Jesse. You should write more. Because I like reading it. And. I will miss you too.
I'm so stoked for bowling nights!!!!
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