Coming unhinged.

Jack sent me this quote.  It's perfect.  This has been the fact of my semester--this coming unhinged to the place where, right now, I am completely and totally head-over-heels for Romania and the people here.  I don't really want to leave that.  But I guess that's the bittersweet beauty of loving people in more than one place, eh?

Anyway.  Enjoy.  (Thanks, Jack.)

"A sweet shame comes over them, not a bitter remorse but more like the shame one feels when falling in love. The visitors feel themselves losing their grip; or better, they feel the world losing its grip on them. What world? The world made up of important people like them and unimportant people like their hosts. As the poet Yeats says, "Things fall apart;" the visitors' world is coming unhinged. They feel resistance, naturally, to a current that threatens to sweep them out of control. They feel a little confused--again--like the disorientation of falling in love. In fact, that is what is happening, a kind of falling in love. The earth trembles. My horizon is opening up. I'm on unfamiliar ground, entering a richer, more real world."

[Dean Brackley]