-Other than that, how was your day?<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n
-Great! I woke up around noon because I went to bed at three last night after dancing around the room with my fluffy sheep and the lights on, thinking about all the wonderful memories we have in Lupeni, and I even drew some pictures.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n
Of all the chatting with my sister on WhatsApp, this piece gave me the best feeling.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n
Dansatul \u0103sta prin camera la trei noaptea cu o oi\u021b\u0103 de plu\u0219 \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103 \u0219i cu g\u00e2ndul la amintirile de la Lupeni exprim\u0103 at\u00e2ta tinere\u021be, bucurie, libertate \u0219i lips\u0103 de griji…! Felul \u00een care po\u021bi s\u0103 visezi \u00een acest moment al vie\u021bii tale c\u00e2nd nicio decizie definitiv\u0103 nu a fost luat\u0103, c\u00e2nd viitorul se a\u0219terne \u00een fa\u021ba ta at\u00e2t de vast \u0219i plin de posibilit\u0103\u021bi f\u0103r\u0103 sa te preseze, l\u0103s\u00e2ndu-te doar sa te bucuri de prezent, este special \u0219i minunat.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n
I'm listening to a song on my headphones, and it seems to me that the lyrics match my thoughts.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n
When you left this town, with your windows down<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n And the wilderness inside<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n Let the exits pass, all the tar and glass<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n ‘Til the road and sky align<\/em>\u2026<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n I think of my mother, for whom this moment of dreaming lasts a lifetime. She can dream anytime, pretending that no decision has been made definitively and that tomorrow everything can change in a surprisingly pleasant way. And most of the time, nothing even has to change, because the simple feeling that anything is possible is enough.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n Oh, Angela, it\u2019s a long time coming…<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n It's 2 a.m. and I am looking out the window. I am listening to the sound of the night composed of cars, a train that seems endless, and the breath of nature that I learned to listen to when I was still at home.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n The strangers in this town,<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n They raise you up just to cut you down<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n Oh Angela it’s a long time coming<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n This song has been on repeat in my playlist for a few days now. It has a vibe that I wish I could find in other songs too, so I don't have to listen to this one over and over again until I get sick of it.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n It reminds me of the freedom of youth, of an endless road stretching out ahead, leaving room for a million possibilities.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n Nu \u00ee\u021bi trebuie multe lucruri \u0219i \u00een realitate prea pu\u021bin te \u021bine legat de un loc. Po\u021bi merge oriunde. \u0218i uneori …<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n Did you hear the notes, all those static codes<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n In the radio abyss?<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n I look out the window and the image of the city lights in the distance calms me down. Maybe it doesn't compare to the view from home, where I could see an entire city and some majestic mountains that I never tire of. But the simplicity and bareness of this new view still does me good. It's an empty field that leaves room for a sky full of stars, the sound of cars passing on the street in front of us that takes you wherever you want to go, and a big city with small, twinkling lights of which you can't hear its traffic from the window but know that it welcomes you anytime into its hustle and bustle.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n Home at last.<\/em><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" -Altfel, cum \u021bi-a fost ziua ? -Super! M-am trezit pe la doi\u0219pe c\u0103 m-am culcat la trei asear\u0103 c\u0103 am dansat prin camer\u0103 cu oi\u021ba mea \u0219i cu becule\u021bele aprinse \u0219i m-am g\u00e2ndit la toate amintirile faine ce le avem la Lupeni \u0219i am mai \u0219i desenat. Din toat\u0103 conversa\u021bia cu sor\u0103-mea pe whatsapp, bucata […]<\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":312,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"pagelayer_contact_templates":[],"_pagelayer_content":"","_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[6,4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-302","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-allcategories","category-momente"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/www.madiwords.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/11\/Sunset_Highway.jpg","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.madiwords.ro\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/302","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.madiwords.ro\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.madiwords.ro\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.madiwords.ro\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.madiwords.ro\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=302"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/www.madiwords.ro\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/302\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":429,"href":"https:\/\/www.madiwords.ro\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/302\/revisions\/429"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.madiwords.ro\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/312"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.madiwords.ro\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=302"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.madiwords.ro\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=302"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.madiwords.ro\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=302"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}