December 29, 2006
Everwood
"A heart is a fragile thing. That's why we protect them so vigorously, give them away so rarely, and why it means so much when we do. Some hearts are more fragile than others. Purer, somehow. Like crystal in a world of glass, even the way they shatter is beautiful." (Everwood, Episode 218 - "Last Looks")
November 11, 2006
11th of November
I don’t even know where to start… I guess I just wanted to say that this is one of the days when I’d just love to be back in Riga. Yesterday was Mārtiņdiena – end of autumn and begninning of winter. Today thousands of people in Riga went to the embankment and to the Freedom monument to light some candles. And next Saturday around this time they will flock to the Akmens tilts and Vanšu tilts and the embankment again to hope for good weather for the fireworks. All of this used to be part of my autumn. Just like the golden leaves and the colourful chrysanthemums. I have always been a winter person. So who would have thought I’d miss autumn this much?...
September 01, 2006
September 1st
Turns out there is a September 1st also in Brussels - kids return to school. But all of them have forgotten one thing - FLOWERS!!! That is one of the great things when you live in Latvia - on September 1st the streets are filled with kids carrying all kinds of autumn flowers… A sigh…
But here in Brussels this turn of the calendar page seems to have awoke the city to life again. My walk to work no longer is solitary. From today there once again are kids with huge backpacks, people in bright vests stopping the traffic at pedestrian crossings and loads of cars to stop. Now once again Brussels feels almost like a city… ;-))
August 31, 2006
Size of romance
I have always loved the tiny romantic gestures that you sometimes can get from the opposite sex. Like I remember some 6 years ago I was taking the usual tram ride home. There was a bus that kept overtaking the tram and in that bus there was a guy looking at me. I guess I had caught his eye as after the second time he saw me he started smiling and waving. It lasted maybe for a minute or two. My tram went straight but his bus had to take a right turn. Before I saw him disappear I noticed that he had breathed on the cold glass of the bus window and drawn a heart…
Or when you sit in a plane and wait for it to leave the gate and you see that the guy standing outside and telling the plane where to turn is quite cute. And you lock eyes for a second. And you keep looking at him while he works. Then right before he turns to leave you give him a little wave… And he gives you a shy smile and waves back!
Or like when for a while you take the same road at the same time you start noticing people. And you meet them once, twice, from time to time. And then he’d smile or wink. But then there are the summer holidays. But today I saw the guy again. And he saw me and smiled – I was recognized… No mater how boiled my brain felt after I left the office, this one smile took that all away…
So who said that we only need grand gestures? I’m quite happy with these small ones. From time to time…
August 29, 2006
Early morning symphony
I was waiting for the trusty tram No 2 shortly before 7 last Wednesday morning. The tram was late. The smell of sewage filled the street. And on the opposite side of the street 2 men met on a dilapidated bench where they shared their morning vodka... That's when I knew I was back home...
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