The east coast

I found an interesting article in the local paper said an international foundation advertises for an intensive summer English course to be held in USA. The paper was issued for citizens by the local ward office, one of the periodicals,  and was in the stack of newspaper in our house to be dumped soon. It was rescued coincidentally.

Two things attract me after reading this article; one that is for adults aged between 21 to 65, two that the location is in the east coast of America. In addition, it looks the half of the tuition is covered by the ward office.

The desire that I want to immerse myself in English is quite serious. In regards to this school, since it is not an official ELS attaching to the university, they would pursue fun side of speaking English. Although that is not my final intention to stretch my English, such occasion might be rare one. Besides, I have the summer vacation stand-by in this year. But I could not just feel exciting seeing this ads, and I do not know why.

Imaging a new thing is always a mind adventure, however the truth is we are too comfort to stay in the accustomed area. Each step I am making towards future is slower lately. Hardly does choose a book to read, nor does select meat to be cooked for today’s dinner. It is definitely not a series of deliberate action, yet it is too prudent in determining something. It sometimes makes me feel tramping the ground not going either forward or backward, and the image of unleashing and going forward is still blurred in me.

Then at the next moment, I will know the desire I carry in myself can go nowhere.

Nowhere even to the east coast of America.