"Last night, I dreamed I went to Manderley again..."
Well, in fact I dreamed I went once more to that improbably spacious courtyard house I was hoping to rent in Beijing (and this time offered the landlord, I think, about one half or one third of what he was asking for the place; although the dream did not reveal his response...).
Am I finally starting to miss the dear old Jing? I think perhaps I am.
Then again, perhaps - with less than a week now until my return - I am just starting to panic about where I'm going to be living come September.
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I can't honestly say I'm eager for you to return to, well, yes -- I guess it is "home" by now, isn't it? Your posts from Elsewhere have absolutely had the feel of a man at something like peace.
And I suspect that by October you may have some encyclopedic rants to add to the volume in progress. :)
"Something like peace"?! How well I disguise the inner torment!
Ranting against the inadequacies of the world around me distracts me from self-lacerating analyses of my own inadequacies. Lots of that going on at the moment. I just haven't had the time to write about any of it.
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