[quote=Thibault]Great post scaredy, even though I have never smoked and I despise Le Monde.
When I first came here, my plan was never to stay in the US forever. I just got stuck in a situation I couldn’t get out of.
The first few years in San Diego were exciting. It was a period of discovery and fun: the nice weather, the beaches, the desert… everything was new to me.
Now I look back and ask myself: what did I do in the past 10 years? All I can see work. Long days at work. Nights at work, too many weekends at work. When I don’t work on the weekends, I just try to recover from exhaustion.
To me France is a real place. It’s the place where my family lives. It’s the place where all by best friends live. In 15 years in San Diego, I have never been invited once by my neighbors. I don’t even know them to tell you the truth. I can count on my 2 hands the number of times I was invited for a dinner by some friends. I might be wrong or out of touch but it’s almost like what is really missing here (and I don’t know if it’s specific to Southern CA) is the fact that most people are not interested in strong and long-lasting relationships. I feel like people don’t need to have friends. They do just fine by themselves. Human relation don’t motivate them that much.
It’s what I miss about France. Being able to sit at a table with a good friend and a nice bottle of wine and talk all night about anything.
It will be hard to convince my ex-wife to move back to France. But I can give it a try.[/quote]
wait, you are correct. France is an actual place. Perhaps I was thinking of myself. I often make loud exclamations in the home, when the family is around, just loud outbursts, and one of the most frequent is ‘I WANT TO GO HOME!” out of nowhere. i say that in a very loud voice. now, perhaps in other families, they might t have the pere examined by a medical professional, but my maison is a bit more freewwheeling than average…. it is not so…bizarre. the children have accomodated, they understand that i do not ltierally want to go home. that would be terrible indeed, to be in the actual home. No, i want to go home. the home where i am at home. the chez moi of the soul.
That unfortunately, does not exist.
Jamais! we are born to be flung into the wilderness to wander the earth, rootless, wait. maybe that was the Jews…….the french were actually supposed to stay in france. you were very bad, very bad indeed for going astray. I am so glad I did not impregnate anyone abroad… i did try my best though…
well, anyway, i may have been confusing your situation for mine. maybe it would actually be better in france.
but no, I am afraid that will never be the case…
perhaps you will make some friends, get to the seaside , but all you’d talk about is how much you miss your petite gosse and weep into your admittedly good wine. perhaps it is true that you do not smoke now, but soon you will be so depressed you will berolling cigarettes upon awakening, missing your little girl. for now, it appears, home is in the united states. san diego may Gd have mercy our your soul. you may have dual citizenship, but we have you by the gosses.
i think you need to stay right where you are and completely change everything.
of course, i might also now be talking about myself as well.
i think i had a tremendous advantage by being a virtual hobo during my 20s. now I am completely comfortable with never going anywhere or doing anything adventurous ever again. I just want to go home.
