It was an usual Saturday morning, but as a red blooded woman, after a week I was jonesing for some shopping. So I ventured into my favorite shops, tried on everything I liked and ended up with a few nice things. The novelty of it all is, that I'm learning I don't need friends to do the things I love. Me, myself and I is the only thing I need to be whole, and it's the best whole I ever had. I spent the afternoon eating a delicious salad, drinking my drug of choice.. rose, and taking a nap. The beauty may be in the simple things, but it takes some learning to appreciate them, at least for me. It seems that everything is alright, after all. Growing as a person can take so many different forms, and sometimes I'm so proud of myself for doing it the right way. Finally I watched 500 days of Summer and fell inlove with it, new horizons, new horizons everywhere. World, here I come!
The weather keeps surprising me, or I continue surprising myself by liking this cloudy, rainy weather... Today I woke up with the urge to eat breakfast on the riverside, but by the time I got to the benches I decided I needed something a little more unusual, as lately I have this appetite for doing things a little on the crazy side... because I can, I guess. So I walked to the middle of the bridge crossing over the Maros river and I ate my croissant watching the water, the fishermen and the swallows dancing in the air. People looked at me smiling, one old man even stopped for a few seconds, I guess he couldn't figure out why i was having breakfast there. The truth is I don't know either, I just felt like it. Midway through my vanilla pastry I decided that from now on, every day I'm going to do some crazy little thing I haven't done before, as I need it to feel alive. The two things that make me feel more alive than anything is saltwater and the wind, hence the title of this blog. May this be a wonderful experiment, silly new lifestyle or a crazy new road, but I'm planing on enjoying every minute of it, with wind in my hair, hopefully.
