Children of the rush

Trying to re-integrate myself in my life, I noticed these days that I’m not doing this just perfect.

I’m up at 8 every day, working and running throughout the day to the night. I spend as much time as I can with Rada, I put as much as I can in AIESEC, I think as much as I can about the following months. Every night I go to bed around 2 o’clock, just to wake up for an early meeting the next day.

It’s just like in the old times. I feel busy, I feel important, I feel useful. But I think I’m missing some links here. I’m so in a rush that I can’t stop anymore. I get again the feeling of “I have to do that, otherwise everything will ruin apart”.

I remember I had the same feeling one month ago. Exactly one month ago Rada had a car accident. First I though I wouldn’t see her again. Then that she couldn’t walk ever again. And then I stopped and I threw away my to-do-s, all the things that seemed essential before. And weirdly, they waited for me to come back.

I want to force myself to stop now. I want to take my time to breathe, to thank, to dream, to be proud, to love, to talk.

Thank to second chances. Dream about a picture in the future. Be proud of Ciuci. Love. Talk with friends I missed.

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