Wednesday, August 24, 2011

going home

     There is a certain thrill that overwhelms me every time I have to go back home. I've only lived here in Munich for about a year and a half, but it seems like it's been a decade! I have gotten used to it, the big,beautiful city that still seems to surprise me and prove that i have yet to discover everything.

     Maybe that is why going back to Arad, the root of my existence, makes me feel like a tourist. All the same, but different every time, familiar and strange all together, home and still foreign. There is so much beauty that lies in the memories of my lifetime, that makes me want to come back often, but not as often that it would make these feelings disappear. I have found happiness away, but going back to the comfort that only my mother can give me, is just beautiful.

A lot of contradictory feelings. The thrill... It is late in the night, but I can't close an eye... There are too many thoughts to think trough...much to do and almost no time at all! 

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