“Roads go ever ever on,
Over rock and under tree,
By caves where never sun has shone,
By streams that never find the sea:
Over snow by winter sown,
And through the merry flowers of June,
Over grass and over stone,
And under mountains in the moon.
Roads go ever ever on
Under cloud and under star,
Yet feet that wandering have gone
Turn at last to home afar,
Eyes that fire and sword have seen
And horror in the halls of stone
Look at last on meadows green
And trees and hills they long have known.”
-The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien
Ok, so we didn’t exactly see horrors in the halls of stone, but there were greedy porters, a break-down in Onion Town, and wild dogs…. don’t worry, the stories will come.
We’re now 100% back. Nothing is left that belongs to us in Central Asia except for the friendships and the memories we’ve left behind. We’ve entered a new transient stage — currently homeless and technically jobless, we’re heading off into the wide open future. If I wasn’t so jet-lagged, I might be worried about this blank slate o’ life. Nah, I’m honestly not worried. God hasn’t left us — even on the 45 minute crazy, turned around taxi drive that resulted in a fender-bender and a 50 lira price tag, even as we realized that we wouldn’t be able to crate anything back to the States and I had to say goodbye to the Mama Chair, even as people said they would buy our stuff and then wouldn’t and then gave us a lowball price and then finally agreed to buy it. There’s an insane sense of hope about me now. Insane because on paper my life shouldn’t be hopeful. But, I’ve never paid attention to what’s on paper, have I? We’ve got some ideas about the future and sure enough, when the time comes, the right one will work out. For now I have just two focuses: 1) Being with peeps I like -and- 2) napping.
Speaking of peeps, we’re hanging out with Heather and Michael, two great peeps we really like. Last night I discovered Peeps Easter candy in their pantry. They don’t eat them (who does?), so instead we had some Peep Wars. Take your Peeps and put them on a plate facing each other. Then, put them in the microwave and turn it on. (This is especially dramatic if your microwave has an automatic turntable.) The Peep that beats down the others is declared the winner. Just make sure you turn off the microwave before they explode….
Yes, this is what my life needs right now. Hanging with peeps, watching Peeps explode, and enjoying the unplanned life of transience.