Time flies, and with time we fly as well.
If i look back it seems like only yesterday i ve reached here...but actually is more than that.
They tell me to look forward and I am not trained on how to do that. is very difficult for me to look for the new when the old was so good, am i the only one?
I do not cherish enough, i do not spend enough time with people i love, with nature. I am always thinking on what to do next, I do not know how to enjoy the here and now moment.
Maybe i will learn in the future but now, i do not know.
What is new? Everything around me continues to be new, i still find new things even in the old ones. I like the shadow of the sun when it s hiding behind the clouds, i like the smell of fresh air that comes into my room when i open the window, it reminds me of my childhood, and when my mum was cleaning the room. The smell of fresh air along with dust i can feel it even now.
I think i am missing home once again. Although i am trying and trying very hard to be happy here and to find a meaning, seems like i can not do it as i wish too.
I miss home, and friends and family. But then....when i am there i will miss this.
Is impossible.
Anyhow, adding some clicks just to remind myself what happened since Paris which was long ago!
If i look back it seems like only yesterday i ve reached here...but actually is more than that.
They tell me to look forward and I am not trained on how to do that. is very difficult for me to look for the new when the old was so good, am i the only one?
I do not cherish enough, i do not spend enough time with people i love, with nature. I am always thinking on what to do next, I do not know how to enjoy the here and now moment.
Maybe i will learn in the future but now, i do not know.
What is new? Everything around me continues to be new, i still find new things even in the old ones. I like the shadow of the sun when it s hiding behind the clouds, i like the smell of fresh air that comes into my room when i open the window, it reminds me of my childhood, and when my mum was cleaning the room. The smell of fresh air along with dust i can feel it even now.
I think i am missing home once again. Although i am trying and trying very hard to be happy here and to find a meaning, seems like i can not do it as i wish too.
I miss home, and friends and family. But then....when i am there i will miss this.
Is impossible.
Anyhow, adding some clicks just to remind myself what happened since Paris which was long ago!
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