i miss you, but i haven’t met you yet.
November 22nd, 2008 § 1 Comment
sometimes, i feel really creative and a blog post has been rumbling around in my head for days, i’ve been working out details and how to word things, and i’ve thought of a good beginning and a good ending and I CAN’T WAIT TO BLOGIHAVESOMUCHTOSAY!
now is not one of those times.
today is one of those days when i blog because i have to (oh nablo, how you torment me!), and not necessarily because there’s something i’m just dying to get off my chest. and speaking of my recent posts (i am the segue QUEEN, i tell you), i’ve gone back and re-read them, and, well. i did say that i thought i was a crap writer, didn’t i? i think i need to take a writing class or something, because after reading some of my posts, i’ve discovered that the thoughts are all there, but it’s like watching “pulp fiction” where everything’s all jumbled up and it’s up to YOU to figure out in what order everything goes. um, sorry ’bout that.
anyway. moving on.
i feel like i may be alone in this, but sometimes i think i’m the only person in the world that feels “drawn” to certain places, like I MUST GO THERE, because i just feel like i was born in the wrong place and i think this Other Place may actually be my real home. (okay, i just remembered one of sam’s friends who’s always jetting off to japan, so i’m sure at least ONE other person understands….)
i felt this way about seattle, and still do. seattle is one of my favorite cities in the good ‘ole US of A. (wait, is it ‘ole? or ole’? i never know where that damned apostrophe goes.) it’s got all the great american stuff, but it’s quite a bit more progressive, and it’s almost ALWAYS a stop on concert tours! woo!
but the thought of living in another country always felt a bit intimidating before now…i mean, i’d always wanted to live in another country but kinda lacked the cojones or the impetus to do so. so i sucked it up and trusted that sam had my back, and made the jump over the pond. it took quite a bit of faith, and it’s definitely created a bit of chaos in my life, but i wouldn’t trade it for anything.
with all that said (erm…i’m also the Tangent Queen), i’ve felt an affinity with iceland for years now…maybe 15 years? essentially when i first started listening to björk. okay, yes, i can be a bit of an obsessive fangirl sometimes, but in my defence, it’s not entirely about björk. it’s about sigur rós, too. 
mmkay, i’m mostly kidding there. (mostleh.) anyway, after finding other icelandic bands, i started doing more research on exactly what it is about iceland that creates such unique and talented musicians. i mean, c’mon. you may not like björk, but you gotta admit that there’s no one else like her.
everything that i’ve read about iceland is so…unusual. i would imagine that there’s no other place in the world like it. from pictures that i’ve seen, videos that i’ve watched, blogs that i’ve read, it appears to be this incredibly austere, quiet, grand, beautiful country. and it is now officially my life goal to visit iceland before i die. and i could even hope to live there one day. we’ll see how that goes.
‘ole = Old.
ole’ = What you shout at a charging bull.
And yes, I do understand wanting to go somewhere just, well, I want to! There doesn’t have to be any more reason than that.