I haven't been writing for months now. Don't really know why as it used to be one of my biggest passions, my element , something I would definitely thrive on. I stopped reading books either. Sometimes I tend to detest people. It's really hard to explain why. It's a taxing world we are living in though. Sometimes I really get an impression it's all about money, sex and all of the other superficial things. But maybe it's about me though, maybe I'm surrounding myself with wrong people and to be honest it might quite be possible. Well not all of them are wrong for sure, I don't want to offend my friends, few of them but they are great people, the greatest I have ever met and I'm grateful about that. Anyway as of late the day I cherish the most happens to be Saturday. I wake up early I go to the Italian class, then to run or for a walk, with a good friend of mine and it constitutes a great help. to get over all of the bad stuff Budapest sometimes still reminds me of. The weather heralds the arrival of Summer, it was quite warm this weekend, and to be frank the rays of sun are always something beneficial. One of my great friends is visiting me in a week, and I literally can't wait for her to arrive in Budapest and rediscover all of the beautiful places in her company. Then in May I'm supposed to go on holiday to Madrid, Spain completely alone. I miss adventures I guess, still remind myself at times of my escapade to Istanbul. Beautiful times....And I promise I will be writing more and perhaps its the time now not later not tomorrow ... The time is now for my dream to come true / Monika start writing that damn novel :P. What a post full of melancholy, anyway tomorrow I will scribble something more about Budapest. Whatever good night folks.
