Sunday, October 29, 2017

Summer 2017 (part 2)

As I promised, here is the second part of my summer.
I was scrolling through tumblr and I found a poem by rupi kaur that described the last year perfectly:
it has been one of the greatest and most difficult years of my life. I learned everything is temporary. moments. feelings. people. flowers. I learned love is about giving. everything. and letting it hurt. i learned that vulnerability is always the right choice because it is easy to be cold in a world that makes it so difficult to remain soft. i learned all things come in twos. life and death. pain and joy. salt and sugar. me and you. it is the balance of the universe. it has been the year of hurting so bad but living so good. making friends out of strangers. making strangers out of friends. learned mint chocolate chip ice-cream will fix just about everything. and for the pains it can't there will always be my mothers arms. we must learn to focus on warm energy. always. soak our limbs in it and become better lovers to the world. for if we can't learn to be kinder to each other how will we ever learn to be kinder to the most desperate parts of ourselves.
- rupi kaur

When all the exam drama was over, we definitely needed some rest. So we packed our bags and we went off again, to Rovinj, Croatia. Me & Lara, just us two. She was driving and I was the dj, as always. That trip was exactly what we needed. Some September sun, some sea & a lot of insta material. We were running around catching the 'perfect insta shots' all day. Like we were on some kind of a mission. And in the afternoons, when we would arrive on the beach, exhausted from all the posing and location hunting, it was starting to rain. Every day, the same story. But actually, we had a great time.
I have been thinking, what have we been through, together, this last year. It was crazy and I can't imagine what it would be like without Lara by my side. We had our friendaversary, on October 14. One year after our first coffee at TOZD. And I still can't believe, how we became what we are.
After all, I became miss second year and everything is back to normal (not for long, but... haha)


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