To Awaken Alone
To awaken alone in a strange town is one of the pleasantest sensations in the world. – Freya Stark
I remember awakening one summer morning the first month I was in the Netherlands thinking, “how lucky am I”. Breathing in the scent of the North Sea and flowers, I laid there a minute taking in the fact that I was living my dream.
I was here.
Getting up, I tripped over my dutch language books as I made my way to the window. I was looking at my European garden.
There was a cat in the garden and I thought, “does he know how lucky he is to be living in Europe?” Silly I know, but I was finally here.
I actually left.
I got out of New Mexico.
To awaken in a strange town is a strange sensation. A strange, yet beautiful sensation.
xo, Erin Kay