An “Induction to my world” note…
The place... where I am writing you from.
Places…strange ravenous beings with their own personality and taste, dangerous animals that can swallow you at once with no second thought. Ubiquitous as they are you cannot avoid them, inapprehensive as you walk sooner or later you will be a sappy prey…
By the way my name is Maria, I have lived in many places and I have left a piece of mine in each one of them. If you will try to check the yellow pages for my contact details you are fucked, I will propose facebook instead. If I don’t know you, I will not add you, but that is life. The reason of this blog, apart from a hub to tease in public George and Panos, is to avoid direct communication with most of you. I am a bitch, but the ones you know me you already know that and I appreciate the fact that you still love me.
So I started talking about places… but I think Il’ come back to that another time. This is supposed to be an “induction to my world” note, am I right Panos? By the way are you still pissing in that bottle? Hehehehe…
It seems that I keep losing track of what this is all about. This is mostly about us. It sounds selfish but it’s ok, you will get use to it.
Writing is flying in dreams.
When you remember. When you can. When it works.
It’s that easy… (somebody once said)
I am Greek. I don’t feel like I belong in Greece. I love the place I was born, but I don’t want to live there anymore. A week ago I packed two years supplies and moved my ass to Kenema. Kenema is a town. Kenema is a town in Sierra Leone. Kenema will be my home for the forthcoming two years.
I am writing this note from the back yard of my house. It is Saturday night, and I wish George and Panos were here this very moment to share a beer with me. I also wish Georgia, Mimi, Stavros and Eliana were here too… and Vas.
But they are not.
I miss all of you and that is a public confession.
From what I’ve seen, I think I will love Sierra Leone. The place will swallow me and that will be warm welcomed …
This is an “induction to my world” note. I am not a bitch, but the ones you know me you already know that…
Welcome to our playground.
When I had the time to check my e-mails and found out that you have started this blog I felt that this is something that worths the effort. Not only cause for me is going to be one more way to keep an eye on you (yes,yes I know..I am not your mum!..But somethings are somethings!, but because You will give to all of us the opportunity to learn the nightmares of this world through your unique way of understanding the things that we cannot understand..Keep up the work my love!
Take care..I miss you in all the ways that I can miss you
From the moment George of Uganda told me about the blog, I started reading your stories, and although I haven’t yet lead the life you have, it feels like I soon will follow. Know you are discussed and admired and loved and hopefully visited by the one who hasn’t spent time with you but feels as if they have in fact…
polla filakia kai kalh dynami Maraki!
M
It is an great idea, Maria Jan. I will definitely follow all your notes written at the backyard of your place in Sierra Leone ! In fact this backyard brings something to mind, I guess it is going to be ” Kitchen Counter” in Kerman where we used to sit down and chat…. Miss you a lot and take good care
…kai epeidi sto katarameno afto meros pou vriskomai to internet kanei nera, molis diavasa tis istories sas…
I miss you a lot sweat baby.
www your desk is awesome lady!!
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kalo dromo na exete afrikanika filarakia!
polla filia re alania