Am nevoie sa ma ia cineva in brate. Mi-e dor de puiul meu!

Anniversary

I'm trying to find the words but they're not coming. I would like to be deep, profound, sensible, poetic. But I have nothing. The days have passed, the months have turned into years and I somehow feel that I should have gained more than a couple of "what if"s. 7 years ago, I started a new life on a new continent, leaving behind friends and family and everything I knew. And if it wouldn't have been for that particular day, I wouldn't be the same person today. I don't know if I changed for the good or for the worst, I don't know how I would have changed had I not moved. All I know is that I gained a lot, but I also lost a lot. And I sometimes feel stuck in between two planes, between two very different worlds and it's sometimes very hard to reconcile them. I sometimes wonder where that leaves me. Sometimes I'm happy, extremely happy where I am, and sometimes I yearn for that which is not part of my life anymore. Despite my best efforts, there are still days when I feel like I'm living in the past. Though, ironically, if I could choose between going back and staying here, I'd choose the life I have now. Because even though a part of my heart is overseas, an even bigger part is here. And I don't think I can give that up...

Quote of the month

The art of love is largely the art of persistence.

Albert Ellis

Doua Anotimpuri

Momentary musing on the meaning of life

Aaaaand here I go again....shit.

Collision is such an ugly sound