Old friends. New faces.
Old faces. Old places. Brand new feelings.
Mint tea in the gardens and confused GPS at half past one in the morning.
Friends asking to go to the sea side.
Writing for Iceland, England and Romania and still living.
Missing my dog but calling friends at 4:15 a.m. just to check if they're up.
Seeing everything new and hoping for something better than last time.
Being understanding of other people and trying to stick to my to do list i started at the beginning of the summer (of which i haven't done much 'till now)
This is home. This is Bucharest - the land of all possibilities.
Good night and good luck.
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