So for more then 9 months I’ve been working at ABN AMRO in Amsterdam…
I love my job and my team, and especially my manager has been a great blessing on me. He’s mentored me throughout the entire process. I’ve admired my mother all my life, and nothing will ever get even close to her, but one level below that is my current manager.
I realized I haven’t properly written in this blog for ages! Its just sometimes you don’t really feel the need, sometimes you need to concentrate yourself completely on the life as it is happening, without feeling the need to share some parts of it. There is the need to protect it, to feel in complete control of it.. but i’ve realized that I havent kept in touch with SO many people, and even thought my live surrounds itself almost completely in Amsterdam, I dont want to break away with Bucharest, wtih people who are still living and working there, and with the people who are abroad.
I year ago I was living in Armata Poporului with Georgi, going to the market every weekend, and enjoying the final moments of being a student and that excitement that great things are about to start
That was a great year…
Do you think you will ever come back to Romania? Damn, its seems so hard, now more then ever, to think of that moment. Because as you are living abroad, its impossible not to build your life around that place: the perfect partner, the perfect job, the daily habits you get used to, the friends, even the damn weather, … or maybe the idea that even thought there might be amazing things you could do in Romania, true greatness needs to be achieved here first: between three computer screens and a ticket to Frankfurt.
But in the end its only love that keeps you behind. Always. Or keeps you coming back.
Today its raining cats and dogs in Amsterdam. As usual. Damn weather.
And i also had some liquorice. For first time I ever enjoyd it…
O