I'm back in Geneva. The sun is shining and it's freezing here. Life has settled into a quirky sort of routine and I'm begrudgingly becoming adjusted. I'm working now full time. To go from undergraduate to work is certainly a bizarre transition. Life is full of those though...transitions, I mean...so I suppose I shouldn't be too concerned. There will be plenty more to come and I'm sure few of them will be so seamless.
Working for a Geneva-based human rights NGO as a communications officer, dealing with visa nonsense, looking ahead, trying not to look too far back, missing friends, missing family, loving my rent-free-boyfriend-filled-Swiss-chalet accommodations, reveling in every minute of my financial independence which will be cemented in reality as soon as I finish paying all of my hospital bills.... hospital bills. Another surgery coming up, this one to take the plates out of my fingers. My scar is grizzly, but I've always liked scars...
They prove that you lived at some point or another.
The Seahawks won (Seattle pride!) and it was incredible to see how far Seahawk allegiances travel. Over two hundred people were packed into a tiny little space and no less than 95 percent of them wore Seattle Seahawks -- or better yet Seattle Geneva Seahawks -- tee shirts, brandishing that blue bird like a badge of honor.
Geneva is nice and calm but so much so that it leaves few things to write about. Now that I'm just here and hardly settled, it's hard not to dream of more. The world is big and the sun is shining and my heart is thump thump thumping, eager for the next chance it'll get to take a wild leap into the unknown and explore.
The world awaits.
xoxo,
From the hand of the weirdo and the wanderer
Working for a Geneva-based human rights NGO as a communications officer, dealing with visa nonsense, looking ahead, trying not to look too far back, missing friends, missing family, loving my rent-free-boyfriend-filled-Swiss-chalet accommodations, reveling in every minute of my financial independence which will be cemented in reality as soon as I finish paying all of my hospital bills.... hospital bills. Another surgery coming up, this one to take the plates out of my fingers. My scar is grizzly, but I've always liked scars...
They prove that you lived at some point or another.
The Seahawks won (Seattle pride!) and it was incredible to see how far Seahawk allegiances travel. Over two hundred people were packed into a tiny little space and no less than 95 percent of them wore Seattle Seahawks -- or better yet Seattle Geneva Seahawks -- tee shirts, brandishing that blue bird like a badge of honor.
Geneva is nice and calm but so much so that it leaves few things to write about. Now that I'm just here and hardly settled, it's hard not to dream of more. The world is big and the sun is shining and my heart is thump thump thumping, eager for the next chance it'll get to take a wild leap into the unknown and explore.
The world awaits.
xoxo,
From the hand of the weirdo and the wanderer
