when i first walked in to the house, the ceiling seemed low, when reconded against our vienna flatt- but now its the only way things are, the only way they could be.
i am home.
Saturday, December 13, 2008
i am home
i am home, i am looking at snow, i am not feeling guilty for speaking english. i am missing vienna, but its already so distant; i am already so american, i am already so home.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
The Continuing and Ending of Things
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)
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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