On Sunday morning I went to Anya’s apartment with fresh croissants. She made some coffee and some tea and we caught up on everything we had done in the past two weeks. I really treasure these quiet moments with Anya. They’re better than any trip to a restaurant or bar.
Despite the fact that she had been up dancing until 5 am, she somehow found the energy to take in a tango lesson! She’s like the Energizer Bunny. In contrast, I took a nap and met a mutual friend of ours for dinner, Katya.
She and I chatted about life and depression and then Anya joined us and we micro-analyzed some personal issues…”What did this statement mean? Does this one word mean that the entire phrase means X?” I unhelpfully try to psychoanalyze the workings of a Russian-Scottish relationship (I am neither!) until we all give up and decide to go home.
This parting was easier than others because I have a plan for coming back regularly– a solution to both my mid-life crisis and desire to spend more time in Russia. Will it work? Stay tuned!