Well, expateek's been in a blue funk lately.
Repatriation can do that to a person. Chicago's fine. It's not all that bad. She'll adjust to being in America after seven years away. How hard can that be, really? Life could be a lot worse.
But the truth of it is, she's got a terrible, terrible confession to make.
She left her Polish boyfriend behind in Warsaw.
Oh yes. Yes she did.
You didn't expect that of expateek, now, did you?
And don't worry, Mr D knows all about it. He never accepted it all anyway, but he's tried to adjust. To understand. Even though having something on the side is not something he'd ever, ever do. In a lot of ways, he figures the suffering that expateek's going through now just serves her right for getting involved with him.
With Paweł. Let's give him a name, shall we?
Yes, expateek met Paweł a year and a half ago, and she was instantly hooked. They'd see each other every so often, and each time Paweł would gently run his fingers through expateek's hair and say in his lovely accented English, "expateek, why have you been away so long?"
And expateek would smile, and feel so flattered, even though she knew he probably saw other women too. She'd figured that much out.
And why wouldn't he? Because look. Here's a photo of Paweł.
Handsome, non? And funny and charming and clever and well-traveled and energetic and skilled, oh-so-skilled, with his hands. All the things expateek loves in a guy.
And no matter how expateek felt when she got to Paweł's, whether she was sad, angry, tired, or feeling unattractive, by the time she'd left his place, she felt like the most beautiful and treasured woman in the world. Paweł would say, "What do you want, expateek? What shall I do to you?" And expateek would say, "Do whatever, Paweł. I love everything you do. It's all good."
Those weekday afternoon trysts refreshed her, revitalised her. It was nothing short of a miracle, really. Even if Mr D didn't really get it. Why would he, really?
It was one of the saddest days ever, when expateek told Paweł that she couldn't see him anymore. That she was moving to Chicago. She made him promise that he'd ring her if he came to the States, and she knew if and when she got back to Warsaw, he'd be the first person she'd see.
expateek's so sad.
She misses her Polish boyfriend in so many ways....
Especially because now she has to deal with this woman.
It's not so nice. Not so easy.
Believe expateek when she tells you, she'd rather be here, at Paweł's.
Ah well. Life goes on.
If she messes things up too badly for herself, expateek can always shave her head in sorrow and shame,
and then go here....
N.B. expateek's profile picture? Hair by Paweł of Warszawa, naturally!