Feeling guilty for not continuing, sharing, but of course there are excuses for it. I am in my natural habitat, writing from the city that I love the most in the world. Having seen many  magestic, picture like places; this place is just where my veins get flooded with the most blood; sometimes out of  joy, sadness or anger, but out of  “life”. The last 3 months have been very difficult with some changes again, but for good:) Well, at least, hoping for it. Coming to the city that makes me “me” was, on the other hand, a good idea.

I am away from the country for a temporary time where I spent almost 10 years . That country gave me things that my own country couldn’t.  That is why I can never be ungrateful, although one can, I can argue that while giving, it also took away quite a bit too, for its own benefit, and still has an eye for what I can offer to it:) Funny enough, this exchange is usually silent for many, they learned not to question things, to kill the curiosity, and to strive for a “bigger” and “better” as though these are the most important life goals; again not to judge, just to underline a fact that I have observed over the course of years.

I am realizing again and again, don’t expect people who have not experienced your past to understand you even remotely. Don’t expect things even, yeah, life is more chaotic for some than others at certain times, but everybody gets their fair share, isn’t that just the simple truth?

Anyhow, it has been 4 years since my life has entered into a different stage as of today. It has been overall a positive change, with lots of new experiences, I am happy for it and  I just wish good for you too…