Neymar and Messi Twinning
7-18-16
I pulled my Neymar Jr. shirt out of the wash and hung it up
to dry. I thought about hanging it on Cristina’s laundry lines in Barcelona.
Then I figured out that that that was probably a false memory because I only
had the shirt at the end of my semester.
It’s fading already.
Jess came over for my dinner party this weekend, and we both
wore our jerseys together. Seeing the Neymar jersey on the hanger in my own
laundry room made me think about what Jess and I shared while we were away. We
may not have been the closest of friends while we were away, but we are staying
pretty close this summer (knock on wood!). I’m very excited about that. We
shared something that none of my friends back home shared with me. We will
always be tied together like that. None of them – my home friends – can
understand. Some of them even seemed to turn their noses up at who I was abroad
when they heard the stories.
But Jess only knew the Abroad Me. Despite living only an
hour from each other at home, we met in the same place approximately 3,700
miles away. With that distance from home, we were able to be a different
versions of ourselves – maybe in good ways, maybe in bad. Possibly, Jess saw me
at my most reckless, and possibly, I saw her at her most vulnerable. Our
friendship now, I think, is stronger because of it: because of the different
places we explored together, because of being homesick together, because of
being lost together.
I didn’t find myself in Europe. I was looking too hard. But
I don’t think I lost myself there either. I think what I did in Europe helped
me find out some – and only some
because I have more discovering to do – of the things I can be.
i am . . . forgetting and discovering.
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