Rainbow Child

I want to write about Sibiu and the official end of the year (for me 2011 will end a bit later) but I’m already back in this crappy routine and I feel like everything happened a long long time ago. Basically, it was great. We met Béranger and C. and we had a lovely time together. Thinking about them and friends in general I can’t figure out what it takes for a friendship to survive. I mean, it’s obvious that we’re not all the same, that we have different world views, that there are small things that annoy us but in the end we still feel good when we meet and we miss each other when we’re apart. I guess that I can get over many things as long as I feel that I can rely on the other person and as soon as I see that I can’t do that anymore I back away and then I don’t even suffer when it’s over.

There are two things I love about Sibiu: the buildings from the city center and the food. I could go there and eat all day and just walk around the same beautiful streets all day long. It’s such a pity that Bucharest doesn’t have such a pedestrian area. Lipscani is so small and so… small. You go up on one street, come down on another one and that’s that. (But I do appreciate all the pubs there! )

Now I’m back in Bucharest and I’m miserable cause I have to do go to work. It’s absolutely horrible to do something which you don’t like, to be forced to do it. It’s not that I don’t like my actual work – I like it, I really do! – but OMG how difficult it is for me to have a schedule, to spend 8h on a chair, to go there every bloody day. On the other hand, it’d be depressed if I just stayed at home and did nothing and had no money. A part-time job would fit me like a glove but they don’t grow on trees and I get no answers to the CVs I send. I have to stop complaining, look harder for a new job and get the hell out of there!