γυρω γυρω ολοι..

λοιπον...

ισως να ειναι βλακεια αυτο που θα πω αλλα με προβληματιζει κατι που ακουσα παλι..

μου το ειπανε δηλαδη σαν ενδειξει 'παρηγοριας' για το τερματισμο της μακροχρονιας σχεσης μου, αλλα βρε παιδια, ακρη δεν βγαζω!!!

μου λενε..

'μη στεναχωριεσαι tzotza μουι..δεν ειναι τιποτα..απλα η σχεση σας εκανε το κυκλο της.'

και σας ρωταω(ειμαι και λιγο αργοστροφη ΣΥΝ εχω και το αμερικανακι μεσα μου οπως και να το κανουμε!!) ο κυκλος δεν εχει ουτε αρχη ουτε τελος οταν τελικα σχηματιστει..ετσι δεν ειναι?

ε?

και ξανα ρωταω..

που ειναι τωρα η αρχη και το τελος αυτης της σχεσης??την βλεπει κανεις γιατι εγω δεν την βλεπω!!! μου φαινεται πως απλα γυριζει γυρω-γυρω..χωρις κανενα τελος..

κανω λαθος η απλα...

ετσι θελω να την δω εγω γιατι δεν θελω να το δω αλλιως???

Here Comes the Sun...

Today i woke up and sat a bit in front of the pc. I wanted to write something funny,happy,cheerful..i wanted this week to start off differently since it ended on such a sad tone.

There is a good side when bad things do happen you know..it helps you look at the good things with a larger thirst..a greater need..a bigger appetite. This is how I felt this morning. Even though i finished talking with a friend of mine at around 4 in the morning,i woke up at eight quite refreshed and not at all tired. It always helps when the last person you speak to at night gives you a positive feeling,dont you think?

After sitting out on the balcony for around an hour,staring at the rain falling and looking at the Parthenon that was hidden behind a veil of mist this morning,i decided that things are more than just ok. Even though they're not really, so many things to still figure out, i'm no better than i was a few months ago in the mixed up peice of thing that's in my head (and i'm not kidding myself anymore on this!),but even though all of this may sound a bit negative, the feeling i had was far from it. No negativity anywhere. I'll say it in a simple way. Everything is alright.

I like the rain. I like it when the sky is dark and gloomy and it's daytime. I like walking in the puddles when i'm coming home and i like getting my hair all wet..it's a refreshing feeling and somehow i feel at peace with it. But you know why i like the rain so much as well? It's quite simple actually..after the rain has done its thing and packed up its bags to leave, it's the sun's turn to come back up in the sky and liven everything back up. I expect it and welcome it with a warm smile. That's just the way it is.Just like this life of ours...the roundabout trip of ours called life.

It Does Matter...

In answer to a question if it really matters if i write something or not about Amalia ,i answer..
No..
it doesnt make any essential difference if i do write something about her or not..
it wont change things..
time wont go back..
if there is no such thing in this life as an 'after life' than she wont possible learn about how any of us feel..
but i cant say that..
and most importantly..
what i write matters to one person very much..
and that person is me.

In this life where people make their appearances..
some manage to stay for a long time..
others seem that they are just unjustly passerbys..
few are those who do make the difference..
those that have that special kind of 'shine' around them..
which blinds you though youre hundreds of meters away..
those that manage to 'touch' you without ever having sat next to you..
just for these few reasons it does matter that i write something about Amalia..
something so little compared to how much ive gained from her..


Ive always believed that if we manange to make a difference in atleast one person's life during our own lifetime,
than truley we have made the difference..
Looking at Amalia's blog and all the people she has 'touched' and 'shined on'..
words are not needed..

Til we meet again Amalia....
May you rest in peace...

Can World's Strongest Dad

Rick and Dick Hoyt

Team Hoyt - Father of the century