they promised us we'd be too busy to sleep, miss home, complain.
they delivered. the mini-world inside the world. and the other tiny worlds in it. you travel from one to the other, passing the throngs, the faces, the unfamiliars, the familiars. three weeks in and we've settled into some sort of acceptance. that this is routine, this is acceptable, this is how it'll be for the next half year.
there are growing bonds.
there are breaking walls.
there is a growing comfort.
there are a few obnoxious boys.
i am now familiar with adjusting the water taps for the perfect shower. i now know how far in to cram my extension wire into the electricity socket underneath my desk. i now know where all the water dispensers are dispersed in near-proximity.
there is no being alone here. virtually no moments of solitude. no cocooning into thought. it is a different sort of world. but there is growing comfort in it.
they delivered. the mini-world inside the world. and the other tiny worlds in it. you travel from one to the other, passing the throngs, the faces, the unfamiliars, the familiars. three weeks in and we've settled into some sort of acceptance. that this is routine, this is acceptable, this is how it'll be for the next half year.
there are growing bonds.
there are breaking walls.
there is a growing comfort.
there are a few obnoxious boys.
i am now familiar with adjusting the water taps for the perfect shower. i now know how far in to cram my extension wire into the electricity socket underneath my desk. i now know where all the water dispensers are dispersed in near-proximity.
there is no being alone here. virtually no moments of solitude. no cocooning into thought. it is a different sort of world. but there is growing comfort in it.
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