Kesher Talk

Yuck. I'm back in NYC by the way. Sunday I was sitting on a rock in the middle of a burbling brook, 70 degrees and not a cloud in the sky. Monday night I was dragging my rolling suitcase through shoe-drenching slush from the Ronkonkoma airport shuttle bus to the Long Island Railroad.

I really really really really really didn't want to come back this time. It wasn't just the weather. It takes a while to develop a social network and NYC isn't one of the easiest places to do that. I went back to my synagogue in Austin and had meals with some friends and stayed with my best friend and her family and it was a 2-week lovefest. Some people in NYC like me, but I don't think anyone here loves me. Most of the time I don't think about that, because I am pretty emotionally self-sufficient and I don't go looking for validation. But so much of it in Austin was unsolicited and spontaneous that it shook me.

I have my reasons for being here and I enjoy it for the most part, but as Yehuda Halevy said in another context, my heart is in the southwest, and I on the far off East Coast.

posted by Judith @ 12/11/2003 04:58:01 PM