Sometimes I feel I’m in a dream.
Especially when I’m sitting in a cafe, sipping my almond latte, reading my book, thinking about what to write about.
Staring the people outside and the ones passing by the cafe. They are all different, they all pass by with a different reason, some to study, some are reading books, someone is meeting with an old friend, or a big group of tourists. But one thing is the same. They all seem to be busy, they all seem to know where are they coming from and where are they going to.
And when I look at me, I’m just the dreamer.
“Iceland, fortunate isle! Our beautiful, bountiful mother!
Where are your fortune and fame, freedom and virtue of old?
All things on earth are transient: the days of your greatness and glory
flicker like flames in the night, far in the depths of the past.
Comely and fair was the country, crested with snow-covered glaciers,
azure and empty the sky, ocean resplendently bright.”
I’ve started my journey full of expectations, hoping it won’t be less interesting as my last year one. And no, I can certainly tell you, I’ve got more of everything. I have answers for questions I have never asked and have all the extra energy in my soul and in my veins.
Let me tell you about this fairytale. Because endless green landscapes, bright blue skies, selfless kindness and never-ending surprises are reality somewhere far away… in a land called Iceland.
Today was a dark, cold, rainy day that made want to sleep all day. So it was kind of frustrating that I couldn’t really enjoy my bed as I had to wait for the alarm guy to fix the system. The good news is that my apartment is now safer than the National Bank, but my mood stayed blue and lazy.
The most I did today was preparing pancake breakfast, pancake soup for lunch…. and actually I had few later as snack… No comment. Really. My diet is so much not working lately. I eat burger, or bacon, or pancakes… or all these together!:P
Today is a hot, sunny day here in Budapest.
Basically it’s the first real summer day this year.
I enjoy the vibe of this busy city, there is always something to do, concerts, parties, new bars, or simply walking around the beautiful attractions of Budapest.
But it’s not perfect for me without the sea… I miss the salty smell, miss the wild sound , to jump into the waves and immerse, just float… I want that. I want that every single day and each day I’m spending far away from the sea, I keep missing it.
I still have some nice Italian pics for you…
I’m always wondering why birds are flying back home after winter and not staying somewhere beautiful where the sea is. Why do they take that long trip, risking their life, just to be be back where they were born. They could just stay. They could find places where it’s easier to live. Where they don’t have to fight so much.
I’ve just noticed that I’m talking a lot about past events and feelings, thoughts, contemplations, but I’m not telling too much about my present and everydays.
I find this kind of ok, because in a certain way I tell a lot about myself and I open up my deepest emotions, so it would be really too much to add my daily timetable including if I had any fights, troubles, what I had for lunch and if I feel like cleaning or not!;)
But it’s true that lately I was talking sometimes in keywords… S
So briefly here is what’s happening to me in nutshell.
Have you noticed, it’s hard to choose between comfort and uncertain?
It’s hard to give up something what makes you feel safe and comfortable. If you’re lucky, it’s even more. Maybe you’re happy and maybe you are surrounded by great people and nice environment. But still… something deep inside you tells, it’s time to move on, to stand up and walk away.