Saturday, August 11, 2012

Life gets more exciting...

Life gets more exciting each and every day. I feel as if I am young in body, yet wise in the mind, beyond my finite self. Today, while waltzing past Leidseplein, and thus viewing it from a whole new perspective, I came to fully appreciate the suggestion that life, is all about perspective. I see one thing; you might see another; and the other might see yet another, thing. I feel as if so many of the events that I wanted to occur in my life have already happened, and most of them only recently. And so I ask myself: What's next? What will I continue to strive for as I age? What are my goals and priorities? I feel as if I am doing great things with my life, and that I am living it to the fullest, and yet part of me can't help but feel as if something has not yet fallen into place. Living outside of your own country is a wondrous experience; it absolutely teaches you many lessons about life, and ways of combatting the world–plus a whole new language. I am so tired of Dutch lessons; I am really over them. I am already a B1 Nederlands speaker, and I can only improve from there. I am scheduled for my 'official' Dutch language test later this year; I am confident in my language abilities. And I am rather excited to get this out of the way–there is enough Dutch in my life already, so I expect to pass with flying colors. Amsterdam continues unraveling itself to me with each new day. New people come into my life and old acquaintances' light fades; so is life I imagine–people come, and people go. I am not one to find comfort or security in a set group of friends. I have always been somewhat of a drifter, not meaning I'm not willing to readapt, but I prefer solitude to plurality. I find social situations draining; though I'm American, so I can still talk when needed–it is a given gift, talking in such fluently North American English. It is completely interesting to notice how my English has changed over the past few years; people keep asking me to correct their English. I'm not sure what's incorrect with non-native English syntax at first eavesdrop or glance. It all sounds fine to me; as long as the words are correct on the page or the screen. Communicating is, above all, about being understood. No matter how that is accomplished.