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Le toucher

I need a hug.

I think one of the worst things about being lonely here is that I realize I haven't been touched in three months. Strangers will invade my personal space to kiss me on the cheek, sometimes briefly touching my shoulder in the process, but I don't have anyone I'm close to in the way I am close to my family and friends in the US. There is no one I feel comfortable hugging, there is no one to caress my hair and no one's hair to be caressed, and perhaps most importantly, there is no one whose earlobes I can fondle.

It is difficult for an American (or this American, anyway, I suppose I shouldn't generalize) to go three months without hugging someone. After a while, they start doing things like leaping towards French friends in Angers and trying to force them into goodbye hugs. The French don't do hugs, and when they are forced, it is weird and unnatural.

Anyway, that's my problem du jour. Fifteen more days till the arrivée du Pato, then let the hugging commence!

srah - Monday, 9 December 2002 - 10:39 AM
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