No Rest For the Weary

I figured I should add something here as an update so everyone knows how I’m doing and what’s going on.

As I was moving, I realised I hate Finland (or rather, I hate living in Finland) and really don’t want to live here. I wanted to go home. I miss my family, my friends, Louisiana food, warm weather, rain storms, hurricanes … I feel like Sam wishing to return to The Shire.

So, here I am, trying to get back as soon as possible. I am meeting resistance every step I take, too. I am very tired and weary, yes, but I want to go home and nothing is going to stop me.

There is nothing more for me here in Finland but misery, heartache and a sense of not belonging.

The Belle is going back to the South.

Perhaps one day I should even write my own There and Back Again: A Rowan’s Tale. Ha, ha, ha.

For the Anonymous commenter on my SAHWNK post, I will reply my thoughts to your comment in time.

I hope everyone else is doing well. I read all of your posts when I get the chance so that I don’t stay too far behind.

As my entertainment, I have been reading. I haven’t read in a long time and I had forgotten how much stress is takes off of my mind to delve into some fictional character’s problems.

My current read of the moment is The Eye of the World by Robert Jordan, the first book in The Wheel of Time series. I came across this quote in it, and it struck a sore chord within me, so I’m posting it here.

“Hope is like a piece of string when you’re drowning; it just isn’t enough to get you out by itself.”
— Robert Jordan, The Eye of the World