Where everybody knows your name
When I was thinking of going back home I had this feeling of familiarity in my guts. I was eager, hopeful and happy with the idea of seeing all those faces again.
But unfortunately those faces started talking. Unfortunately almost none of them had anything good or positive to say. Unfortunately none of those faces are happy with their jobs, personal lives, social lives or achievements.
I was trying to figure out if it was always like that and I just couldn't see it. And then it hit me - I couldn't see it because I was one of those faces. Maybe happiness comes later in life. Maybe as you grow older and wiser you start to enjoy the things that really matter in life like close friends, love, family, kindness.
After almost a month spent here I can honestly say I'm disappointed. I'm disappointed mostly with myself for being one of those faces.
This past month the best days I had were spent outside Bucharest with close friends in a small town in the mountains.
With that in mind, next week I'm heading to Constanta for some real R&R, sand, sea and very old friends. I hope that will help me clear my head and flush out all these awful vibes.
New York, I miss you.
