Thoughts about the years in the train
Here’s is what i wrote quickly while I was in a train yesterday, on my way home from Nova Zagora.
What has brought me this year? is it only a growing up, or emotions, friendships, surprices? Could it be named “a good year”? Can it be labeled just as those periods you just want to throw in the drawers of your memory?
[Clouds in the blue winter sky are coloured by the sunset and the growing grass remings me of December's unusual warmth. ]
Now, the end is near… Just in few days the old year is passing. One year ago i didn’t want 2005 to end. I didn’t want to enter in 2006. But now… 2007… 7 is told to be a lucky number (one of God’s numbers actually)… hope so… European Union, hello! Huh? Bye-bye good all past… huh… again this sentimental thinking- quite typical, actually, for all Balkans. Oh… now all these complexes will be revealed and projected in a global plan. Globalism… a way to let everybody see your weakness… Just because you are so little and everything good can be seen only if you are being examined more detaily or precisely and deeply… till then…
So, what will bring me the new year?
Cheers!!!
