August 22nd - She is leaving home, bye bye

August 22nd – She is leaving home, bye bye

When I walk the streets of Manhatten, trying to find my way, not knowing many people, realizing once more that if I dropped dead, nobody would know. It reminds me of my time in Paris, right after high school, when I roamed the streets, utterly alone, somewhat scared – I should have been more scared – and lost. And my time in Antwerp last winter, where I literally knew nobody when I got there. Both there and here, I live in a neighborhood of what we politically correct call, “a minority neighborhood”, which means that connecting locally is difficult, largely because I don’t speak Spanish or Arabic.

Anyhow, Sarah is moving into her dorm tomorrow. This week we spend shopping for all the things a young woman needs in a completely empty apartment.

Well, what is “need?”

I have never in my life bought so many diffenet household items in one go. We are shopping together with the rest of the population, what mahem. I knew New York has a ton of colleges, but I never realized what shopping in this time-period would mean; thousand of parents with kids on the go…… She is sharing her space with 3 other girls, this will be a whole new experience, small quarters with 4 girls from different backgrounds, cultures and age.

I am not looking forward to being alone again. I will be here for another two weeks, things still need to be organized and dealt with and I really enjoyed having her here.
I do not enjoy living alone, although I am getting very tired of living in another person’s house.

I am dreading the next few months. Getting the house ready is a huge job (repairing, selling stuff,etc), but more importantly, then what?
I have lived between two worlds and that will still continue for some months to come.

I am sad, worried and displaced.