A Christmas Tale Before The Farewell

Are we everlasting? Sometimes I think not all is finished ever. And that we carry on even when gone, as our memories were never made in vain, I hope.

I fortunately associate the song that was playing in the background, the delicate or strong scent, the vivid colours, with the special moment I was blessed with. Thus, whenever I encounter these now attributes of the event I get the chance to re-enter the past and re-live those memories as if in a trance, and in a somewhat of a melancholic state of mind. It is sometimes hard to let go of them and so, the fact that it is only a re-played record I get to experience, I am stuck in between times. I long to find the tranquility that characterized some memories, the happiness found in some others, and the 

A Cloud of Fog Surrounds London

London has been the dream tourist destination for a long time, and for many people.

Yet the image and the details regarding this city stop at a single word: tourist. The city through the eyes of a tourist, of a wanderer, curious to discover the culture and the
eye-catching twinkling lights on a famous street, is always filtered and altered by the excitement and the idea briefly encountered in movies. 

Have you seen the grand Buckingham Palace or Westminster and St. Paul's Cathedral? These are stickers usually associated with the dreamy life in London, where a chance of rain is the usual and where Sherlock Holmes decoded mysteries.

As it is and as it was, the events roll out relatively smoothly: the visit of a few days which becomes the base of wonder-filled stories and pictures capturing the idea in front of the layer of fog.

A layer of fog which clouds the true life of the weary resident you see rushing down the street, who doesn't get the chance to get quickly to the airport for the type of vacation the tourist benefits from. 

The soft anxiety enveloping the idea of the plane ride, during which you may flip through a couple of guides or you may just wait and see what this adventure has to offer, goes away as fast as sound.

The Autumn of Senses and Emotions

I am almost sure that none of us realises when leaves start changing colours; we are only aware of this process once more and more trees begin to expose the effects brought about by the air of September and October. Then, once the vivacity of the new season captures our eyes in such a way that it becomes unbearable, we are forced to admit that the warm is gone and we should, maybe, put a coat on, a sweater, add a few layers and possibly even let our noses rest behind the comforting scarf (something worth discussing as the moment you feel the cold you become involuntarily addicted to an object you may not always have at your disposal-keep this in mind for later). Further, our entire behaviour changes day by day. We anticipate the cold outside by employing certain newly made habits: we check the weather forecast weeks in advance (even if it's not the most accurate), we look at the sky the first thing in the morning for signs of rain, we ask other people who had ventured beyond the protecting walls of home what's it like outside...

reasons

Reasons

I have been thinking for a while now about how I should approach certain topics and issues I’ve been having with my life, myself and my writing. However, the answers to my many questions are fuzzy and tangled in keywords that only guide me towards a reason, a reason to hope that I’ll have a clear idea of where everything is headed. Fortunately, I am only going to outline the new philosophy for this blog here, as you’ll probably get a sense of where I am as a person through the way my content evolves.

I should probably try and explain the background of this decision and the place where we start this development.

Calm

           

       I feel like I've been through hell and come out for one day only- that is, after almost 2 years of studying continuously( that is, every single day) I have this one day when I don't have to do anything work-related. And it's calming but at the same time I'm trying not to get too attached to this feeling- it doesn't feel OK not reading anything science-related( I probably won't last until evening). The worst thing about this situation and basically what makes me tired the most is that I have to travel for about 10 hours by train to get to the exam center- and I've been doing so for a whole year soon.

                  However, a few days ago during my trip I got to admire a whole different scenery in the mountains. As it has been snowing for some time in my country, everything I saw made it feel

Why I'll never forget 2015

2015 was the year of changes for me. Some of them I loved, some of them I despised initially, but overall I think change is only for the better. This year gave me new resolutions and goals and most importantly, made me realize that dreams can come true. Yet, they take a long time to do so and the only way they become a reality is through sacrifice and tears and hard work. I have yet to see my biggest dream come true, but this year I got a taste of what it would be like if it did. This motivated me more than ever- and