I have returned home this morning from a party. It was about 7am.
I was impressed by the quiet nature that surrounds Bucharest’s concrete buildings. The sky was red, with some scattered clouds here and there. Fresh air. Walking was a pleasure.

I took the bus home. In the bus I found a teenager sleeping. He didn’t appear to be a homeless because he was well dressed. I have remembered that waking up in unknown places is not very idealistic (:) ) so I’ve decided to wake him up. He told me he had to get down at University Square. I told him where we were and he said “Oh, this is where I got up“. Might seem funny, but you wouldn’t wish that to happen to you.

The return home was one of the most interesting and pleasant walks of my entire life. I had forgotten of the stress in Univerisity and I was enjoying each and every bit of the morning. I should try to enjoy some more mornings from time to time…