Pregled posta

Well, the weekend has passed. Back to Zagreb.
Honeybunny and I went to Istria this weekend, and it was lovely.

I really miss nature here. As I wrote somewhere before, the whole city is the same color – gray. True, there are some green parts, but insufficient.

And there is no sea.

All of you who live by the sea can, I think, feel what I feel.
When you are raised in a city by the sea, you get used to it, and it's like air –you don't realize how important it is until it's gone. It’s like seeing colors – you take it for granted.
But when you leave it and live where there is no sea… You miss it. You can’t believe it’s gone.

I feel that if I just keep walking I’ll find the sea behind the next row of houses.
It’s just over the hill, it’s here somewhere, I just can’t see it yet. Maybe if I walk a little farther…

You can feel the pull of the sea calling you home.
I know that’s what a lot of my people feel when they move to the continent – a longing for the sea.
And the moment you go back, and you catch the first glimpse of those big blue beautiful waters you fell content somehow. Happy. Just to see it, just because it’s there. Eternal. Ever-changing.

So, I leave you with a picture I took on my holyday and a song, one of my favorites, about the sea.