no una buena idea.

this is probably the last place I should be expressing my thoughts given the past two days. I'm reminded of the "four Hs" that I learned about in the Czech last summer that one undergoes while experiencing culture shock:
1. Honeymoon
2. Hostile
3. Humor [at least, I think this is the third one...I'm having doubts...]
4. Home

I'm not gonna lie, my honeymoon period is always very short lived. I'm a reality sort of gal. I would definitely say that I spend a lot of time in the hostile zone. My feelings are easily crushed and yet my good moments are incredibly good.
I also keep thinking of Frances in "Under the Tuscan Sun" after she made a rash decision to buy a house in Italy.

"The trick to overcoming buyer's remorse is to have a plan.

Pick one room and make it yours.

Go slowly through the house. Be polite, introduce yourself, so it can introduce itself to you."

that's how I'm feeling about d.c.
I need to pick one or two places and make them my own. I did it, too, in "my" basement... as I've put things on the walls in the "living room" but even though I am most at home in this space, I am also most alone here.

I think I glamorize the idea of "home." what does that mean? when I was little, I knew home. I knew it so well. but now, I don't know.

stop this train, I wanna get off and go home again...

Last night I had a really strange dream. And upon waking up, I realized it might have been one of my funniest too. Not only were Pam and Jim from The Office there, but the world was also possibly ending.

Basically, I've been watching the news a lot and I saw the hurricanes on the weather channel last night. Well, in my dream there were at least four hurricanes all coming towards me (I'm not sure exactly where I was). But then, it was like this underground world was exposed and everyone was preparing to evacuate to the underground place.

I kid you not, in the dream I had less than an hour to get what I needed before I went underground and all I kept saying was, "I need a really big cup of coffee from Starbucks." ha ha. Gosh. So it's nice to know that if I am ever faced with the earth's demise, I'll be fine as long as I have my coffee. Wow.

I'm not sure exactly where Jim and Pam were in all that... they were having relationship problems but I don't know.... really weird.