Bucuresti, ce drag nu-mi esti. Evident au trebuit sa cotrobaie in toate gentile. Inclusiv in cea cu medicamente. Transportam substante halucinogene, doar. Mergem in India. Emotii, frici, controale. Au trecut.
Nori albi, pamant nins. Ma gandesc la yoga. Ma duc la yoga.
Nori albi, pamant nins. Ma gandesc la yoga. Ma duc la yoga.
Acum stam in camera, nu e timpul de culcare – dupa ceasul romanesc 🙂
In avion, India si-a facut simtita prezenta: English Vinglish, de Gauri Shinde.
„”When you don’t like yourself,
You tend to dislike everything connected to you.
New things seem to be more attractive,
When you learn to love yourself,
Then the same old life, starts looking new.”
