Rainbow Child

This moody weather doesn’t inspire me at all. I look at my bike, I long to go and read in the park and as I’m heading towards the door it starts raining cats and dogs. Every bloody day! Then of course the sun shines like nothing has happened but it’s too late: my mood is ruined, the roads are wet, the earth is full of water, there’s nothing to do than to stay in.

And that’s what I’ve been doing since I came back to Bucharest. For almost a week now I’ve been going out only to buy groceries and only once I went to the city centre. I met a high school colleague who was here for an interview. We had a nice chit-chat and caught up on what has been going on in our lives but I have to admit I don’t understand her and others like her. She didn’t say it out loud but you could see how helpless she was here. She was afraid of getting lost, she gave me the money and I bought the metro card for her!!!, you get the picture. And it was the first time she had traveled by herself with the train. Come on! Ugh, I don’t understand people who are that scared of this big world, people who prefer to stay at home where everything is safe and nice.

Anyways, my days are so bloody boring that I’ve started playing old DOS games. I read a bit, I sleep, I cook and that’s about all. In the evening we watch Friends and Seinfeld and then we sleep some more. I can hardly wait to go to Athens to feel like a tourist again and walk everywhere and take hundreds of pictures daily. I have no idea how housewives don’t feel like killing themselves from all this boredom…