So, today was the big day. I started language school. Actually, it was a great experience. the teacher is nice and the class is very diverse. I'm the only American, and the other students come from Ethiopia, Afghanistan, Turkey, Romania, Vietnam and Brazil. I feel as though I did fairly well, I mean, at least I can introduce myself properly - though I think I could do that just fine before; maybe this course will give me the courage to actually use what I know. Maybe I'll make a friend here, which I feel that I need desperately. I tend to get lonely...and it would be good for me to be more social and stop sitting around here writing angsty ukulele songs.
So, here I am, living in Belgium, learning a new language...and getting LOTS of exercise! Biking walking, biking, walking, biking, walking...and now a glass of wine to relax my tense jaw! Maybe i'm a bit more stressed out than I think I am. I guess my first hint was the non-stop heart palpitations this morning!
Next week by this time, all of this will be old news, though...and I'll be settled into this new rhythm.