A little tired...

Sorry for not writing since a few days. Actually, a few weeks. Basically i don't want to admit to myself that i am tired, but i am. I did the mistake of putting work ahead of myself and now i receive what i deserve. Bearly capable of focusing, i salute you all, from the 4th floor, Corner of Neverland and Sleeping Bulevard...

Ps: comming soon to post some pics from my winter holiday...

Nani!

Live from another Galaxy....

Happy new Year....
Right now i am in Bremen, Germany.
I am on the road since 7 days and frankly speaking i really want to go home...as i miss home. I have my heart there. Untill this will happen i want to tell you about the places i have been. I started with the 27.12.09 ß Bremen. Small city, very well organised, nice young people everywhere. The next day i started the trip to Berlin...Berlin My Love. I was suprised of this city as i was never before. Later i will upload some pictures. i walked aound for 12 hours continuosly and couldn't feel my feet after this. IMPRESSIVE CITY!!! Spent there 1 night and 1 day, leaving with the promise that in summer i will come back to fully see it.
On the 30 we started to Prague, Cehia. As arrived in the hotel, situated close to the center, i discovered the nice buldings and areas of Prague. From there i have a lot of pictures also. Spent there 2009-2010 night in the middle of the city, with thousands of oher people, nice fireworks, etc.
After Prague, i am back in Bremen. And writing now on my blog, with the hope that these 2 days in Bremen will not be that long and pass quickly, as i can go home to where MY HEART IS!

tchuss - as the germans say...tchuuuusssss ....

Smile, it can happen...

Good evening...Good night...Good times or even good people, they all make me think about how to keep them close to me.
These days i haven't been much at home, and let me say i did not miss it so much. And now that i am at home, i put my feet up on the desk, light up a cigarette and start writing...Writing about how this last period of time has been for me. I don't even know how to describe it, because there is so much to tell.
And all these things are not related to what's going on arround me - which is not much: same people i see at work, same people i try to meet in the evening. They are comming from inside myself, because i started to generate things. Now i have again made it possible to take from inside, to the light. And i'm talking this time about love, hapyness, joy and a lot of positive matters. The other dark bad stuff can go directly to hell, or whereever their place is.

And yes, i am madly in love. So nice... SO NICE!!! Tonight i was talking to Ana. Ana is my friend. She's young and so sincere. I quote:

'Love makes me complete, i hate the fact that at this moment i have nobody to think about, that i have nobody in my heart. Love motivates me and i have no urge to do things anymore.'

I was listening to her and couldn't answer her anything. She was so right!!! Love is trully a motivation for me, for her, and could be also for you - the one that is reading. One of the facts that happend to me this year was love. Maybe i learned how to take it serious this time, from my part. Maybe i have learned how to treat love in a mature way, not like a child, although i'm flying through the days and everything seams perfect...

Everyday i see people that live a hard life but keep their smile on. I decided to ask one how does he manage. He told me that his daughter died 2 years ago, he has not so much money and his wife is in hospital, close to the end. And then he said ' I smile because this is the way i am. If i were not to smile, i would also die like all of them!' And he loves his wife very much and that is what makes him go on and on everyday! Love....

Being alone for a long time made me a little rough, although my life was a perfect one. I was lucky and had everything. Now i also have a good soul, because love reopened me. Discovering what is inside us takes a lot of time and a great deal of courage. There are moments when i am scared of myself. It's part of the game. It can happen that you are dissapointed in people or with yourself, but nobody is perfect. And also not yourself. You can be bad or good. The result is the one important. And when i say this i do not mean it in an egoistical point of view. It's just that we have only 1 life, too bad this passes so quickly. I for one decided to make the best of it. I don't know what will happen later. But the result for this year seems not so bad...

And, by the way : the fact that i will dance alone for this Christmas is not going to bring me down, but will build inside me a stronger Sori...

Wish you all the best...really all the best!

Don't brake my glasses....

Don't brake my glasses...

I can feel you holding my hand at night when we sleep,
i can feel all those feelings you told they are deep.
I can see us running around in the park
with our shadows going into the dark.

I lay awake and dream that we are
I see the beach, and us by far
Love making in the sun, i'd say
this should be our only way.

The night comes over me again,
So i put the glasses away.
Will search as blind as i am, for you
Will search untill i am through...

Here's to you, Old City....

These days have been quietly passing through...
When finally deciding to take a day off from work, i went to enjoy a half of day long trip 'in this sometimes beutiful city' Bucuresti. Have't been since half a year in the Old City, in the center, i took my car and park it somewhere close to it. Wondering on the streets and the small corner shops of the Old Center, i found places like art galleries, tea houses, small theaters, coffe shops, clubs from which i had no ideea that they exist. The smell of 'old' was tinckling my sences as i walked through my evening spree. A lot of people running from one street to another, God only knows what they were looking for. Eventually i got lost. So i decided to stop. I stood in the middle of the main street and looked arround: at my right there was this old man playng the guitar, creating nice sounds and atmosphere for an early Friday evening. At my left there were this young street kids playing footbal and running arround. I lighted up a cigarette, stood down on a rock and enjoyed the fuziness that was arround me. Coulours of dark grey and brown were surrounding me, giving this feeling of '20 s old movie, with no sound. The art galeries were full of people of their own kind. Not ordinary people, but art creative people.
After getting up from the brick and being finished with wondering arround, shopping tea and art stuff, i went into the direction of where my car was parked. Before exiting the area i bumped into this model that was in front of the Comedy Theatre. He was just staying there dressed very military. As much as he had no voice, his expression was one of stillness and peace. I tried some conversation with him, but nothing happend in the end. So, most that i could do was to take him a small picture and walk away from the Old City, leaving behind all the feelings and impressions i had for half of a day...