Since this is my first post on my blog on Easter Holiday, it goes to show how none-religious i am. Although, i do wish to be at Bucharest, watching all the parades and beautifully painted Easter eggs. I miss travelling, simply wandering on the streets of unknown. Yet, i am settled here uncomfortably into the professional working life.
Sometimes, i wonder if this is it. I wonder if it's just pure pop psychology: the thought of the origin. I have been on a certain path: student, work, marriage,(maybe baby) death. I believe i am expiring. i am just going through the motion of life, day in and day out, what is preventing me to be the real me?
oh well, i blame it on myself. ^^
