Am reusit sa ma trezesc la timp. Este primul an in ultimii 4, in care imi iese pasienta… Realitatea este ca NU ai cum sa mergi la Marea Neagra si sa nu prinzi macar un rasarit pe plaja. Imi amintesc de vremuri cand situatia se prezenta exact invers, iar rasaritului ii era greu sa ma gaseasca in pat… 🙂 Cum se mai schimba omul… Comoditatea ce se instaleaza o data cu adaosul de ani la varsta este cu siguranta, dusmanul numarul I al omului. In rest, imi place cum am imbatranit… 🙂
Am crescut in Constanta pe malul marii, deci aceste imagini imi sunt imprimate pe retina ca tatuajele permanente. De neuitat. Si cu siguranta, nu le voi scoate cu laserul… 🙂 De fapt, nimeni si nimic nu mi le va scoate din minte. Sunt mosteniri pentru care am trecut prin grele cazne, precum Fetii Frumosi din povesti. Indurai ierni criminale de crivat naprasnic, ploi bacoviene, ceturi laptoase, umezeala care si acum imi clipoceste in oase, ma luptai ani de zile cu oroarea de a iesi pe strazile orasului dupa orele 20 ale serii, cand totul parea parasit ca dupa bombardamente… si ani de zile, 18 sa fiu mai exacta… investii sume indecente in pufoaice ce ma facura sa arat ca omul Michelin, in speranta ca voi trece cu bine si iarna asta… toate pentru imaginile de neuitat ale amantlacului exploziv, demn de Cancan, al soarelui cu „Coana Mare”… Neobositii. 🙂


Weekendul trecut a fost unul extrem de special pentru mine si o mana de alti oameni. Am sarbatorit 20 de ani de la terminarea liceului. 🙂 Voi scrie un articol detaliat in momentul in care vor fi gata pozele oficiale ale evenimentului, caci ce avem noi prin telefoane… jale, fratica! 🙂 Am ramas niste copii, vesnic amatori de prosteala… 😉 😛 Prea multe rasarituri la mal de mare, ce sa-i faci?!

Mi-a placut la nebunie faptul ca 99% dintre noi am imbatranit gratios. E un procent bun, am fost o promotie cu potential. 🙂 Iar inevitabila calatorie in timp, a meritat toate eforturile. Regret ca am fost putini, mai putini decat un minim sperat, dar viata ne-a dus pe multi dintre noi, extrem de departe … Multumesc lui Dumnezeu ca facem inca toti umbra pamantului! In ziua de azi, stresul si greutatile, raresc randurile oricarei ostiri… 🙁 „Razboiul” mondial de secoul XXI… silentios, dar decimator. Ajungem sa ne bucuram exagerat de fiecare nou rasarit pe care il prindem…

Il prind oare?
Mai contre jour nu se poate… 🙂

Mai stau la mare cateva zile. Nu stiu daca ma voi mai trezi din timp pentru a poza inca un rasarit… dar, intentionez sa fac o noapte alba in Vama Veche. Multi dintre fostii mei colegi de liceu sunt deja acolo. 😉 E o intentie care s-ar putea materializa, mai ales ca un accident pe calea ferata a facut ca drumul spre Timisoara sa devina aproape imposibil.
Imi este dor de Timisoara. Dar stiu ca daca m-a asteptat 36 de ani, ma mai poate astepta acum vreo 3-4 zile. 😉 Va pup tare si apasat!



Dansand ca un val…


Fire in the sky.

I managed to wake up in time. It’s the first year in the last 4,  when I managed this „touch-down”… The reality is that you CAN NOT be on the Black Sea coast and not witness a sunrise on the beach. I remember when the situation was exactly the opposite, and it was difficult for the sunrise to find me in the bed … 🙂 How a man changes… The laziness that is installed with the addition of years to our age is definitely our number I enemy. Otherwise, I like how I aged … 🙂
I grew up in Constanta on the seashore, so these images are printed on my retina as permanent tattoos. Unforgettable. And definitely, I will not take them out with laser … 🙂 Actually, nobody and nothing will get them out of my mind. There are legacies for which I have gone through heavy boils, like Prince Charming in stories. I was struggling with winds of brutal force, bacovian rain (from a romanian poet, Bacovia, which had a preference for gray urban scenes) milky mists and the moisture, that even now I hear rippling in my bones. I struggled for years with the horror of going out on the streets of the city after 8 o’clock in the evening, when everything seemed like after the bombings – deserted…  and for years, 18 to be more precise … I invested indecent amounts in winter jackets that made me look like the Michelin man, hoping that the winter will go by faster and lighter… and all for the unforgettable images of the explosive affaire, worthy of Cancan, of the good old sun and our sea … Both tireless. 🙂

Passing by.
Sun gazing.

Last weekend was an extremely special one for me and a handful of other people. We celebrated 20 years since graduating high school. 🙂 I will write a detailed article when the official photos of the event will be ready, because what we have in our phones … oh, boy! 🙂 We’re still kids, trouble seekers … 😉 😛 Too many sunrisees, what can we do?!

I loved the fact that 99% of us are aging gracefully. It’s a good percentage, it was a „graduation year” full of potential. 🙂 And the inevitable time travel deserved all the efforts. I regret that we were few, less than a minimal hope, but life has led many of us, far away … Thank God we make all  shadow to the earth! Today, the stress and the hardships, are the new killers … 🙁 The XXI-th century World War  … is silent but deadly. We end up over-enjoying every new sunrise that we catch …

Hello World!


Enjoying a beautiful story.

I will stay here a few more days. I do not know if I’ll wake up early to have another sunrise on camera 😉 … but I intend to make a white night in Vama Veche. Many of my former high school colleagues are already there. It’s an intention that could materialize, especially as an accident on the railway, made the trip to Timisoara almost impossible.
I miss Timisoara. But I know that if it waited for me 36 years, it can wait 3-4 days more. 😉 Kiss you all loud and pressed!

Building memories. Not sand castles… 🙂