arrival

hi!

i just woke up from a deep 6 hour "nap" and in need of something to satiate my tireless jetlag.

this is the hardest part of coming home. today i've been so overwhelmed by the amenities it has to offer me. untimed hot showers. vegetarian food even though i'm not a vegetarian. english.

adjusting sucks. i feel it took me over a week to adjust to south africa and now i have to do it all over again 2 weeks later. at least i'm not losing as many days. it's still strange to think it's wednesday or i guess now thursday morning because i've really spent more time traveling than that.

i crave privacy but i'm longing for social interaction with my age group and animal species. i wish that susie didnt take away the book i was reading on the plane because now i could be finishing it.

i wish the housesitter was not sleeping on the couch or i could be watching late night television.

i wish the housesitter was not an afrikaaner because i am fucking. tired. of. speaking. afrikaans.

yes, i am speaking afrikaans. in the practical sense. it happened the minute we landed i feel, but probably more than that, maybe like an hour. but the next thing i knew i was comprehending an even higher amount of conversation and speaking it myself. this became distracting because i had an american friend with me who did not speak or ever heard a word in her life. so i was often entrenched in two conversations, whichever one i was in and then listening to the other ones around in a different language that i understood and could not ignore. my language center is disproportionally saturated and i will scream if i have to hear another jerrrrrrlyk! or ek het hoe mama.

my appetite is all fucked up. during my 30+ hour plane ride i ate 4 protein bars and shitty united airline food. nibbling every two hours. i just want a burrito. no good burritos in duarte at 235am. 225am. 223am.

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