Halfway Here, Halfway There

My postcard for this week arrived. This time it really was a surprise because I was out and about Johannesburg the entire day and the postcard’s possible arrival slipped out of mind. When I returned home late last night it was there, waiting for me, almost accusingly.

It’s a beautiful postcard showing a black and white picture of the Eiffel Tower in all her metallic glory. The picture makes me think I’m in a different century, one before colour photos and email, when postcards were a common occurrence. In fact, during World War II if a family received a postcard from their loved one in battle it was a happy time for them, however if they received a telegram sadness descended upon the household because their love one was either MIA or even worse.

Anyway, I digress – this week’s postcard in essence is reminiscent of how simple life used to be and can still be. It also reminds me to be happy no matter how archaic some people may think this “postcard relationship” is.

So as the title to this post suggests, my time in Johannesburg is running low and I’ve reached the halfway mark to seeing Peter again. It’s a bittersweet feeling to be honest. I miss him quite a bit (to a point of me picking fight with him every time we chat although I tell everyone he picks one with me) but at the same time it’s not easy to admit that I will be leaving Johannesburg (with all her faults and beauty) soon to be with him.

If there is some girl or guy out there in a similar to situation to mine please contact me, it will be interesting to compare notes. It doesn’t matter if the countries are different, the feelings and emotions must be similar.

The Eiffel Tower


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