Sleeping, patterns, Arad

I woke up this morning and felt like I did not feel in ages...so rested, but sooo rested. You know when you sleep sometimes and you have the impression that the bed absorbs your tiredness like a sponge? It was like that. I barely got out of bed...barely dragged myself to the window to see the sun shinning over the gardens surrounding the house. It felt good, it felt peaceful...I felt that way.

You know when you perceive a certain pattern in your life? I am still surprised when I notice them, I laugh and tell myself: "You should have seen it coming!" Maybe if we could take some distance from our lives we would notice just how many of these patterns exist! Now what about being attracted to people who have the same patterns? That surprises me too, every time...

Arad...before being a Bremerin, a touch of Parisian or Paulistana, I am an "aradeanca". Today I walked around the center, saluted the town hall, and silently announced the mayor that I am back in town. The city is full of students, and I recalled my eternal September limbo: the times when I still did not have enough to do for school and the holiday was still fresh on my mind. I also checked the theater today...I missed it and I can't wait to be able to go again. Arad is not a big place but at least for a while it will keep me busy rediscovering all the things I used to enjoy doing when I was living here. It's like being thirsty to get to know the place again...I love this thirst!