Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu
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Day 337 – Monologue

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There’s this annoying voice in my head telling me a hundred things at once. I keep trying to push it away, but every time the voice tortures me with another question that has at least ten possible answers. Ambiguous? Maybe, but that’s just how it feels to be in my head right now. The last three days have forced me to decide. What do you want to do? How bad do you want it? Are you...

Day 285 – Echo

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I feel just like that, like an echo. Everything I do or say, either good or bad, comes back to haunt me. Or is that a boomerang? Same thing 🙂 . The sun being back into my life every day helps a lot. I feel better, more normal and finally I am sticking to my writing schedule. Now I hate Ephia’s afternoon naps. Yes, they give me the opportunity to get some work done, but overall what I would...

Day 274 – When do you know you have to let a project go

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Lately I’ve been involved in a lot of projects; maybe a little too many. Some on short term, some with real perspectives in the future. They all have a thing in common: once I take them on I get very much attached and can’t let go. But there are also those projects that seem fun when you talk about them, look like they’re going to be successful and then slap you in the face. So...

Day 261 – Wishing stars

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Does anyone else besides me still believes in fairy tales? Do you still look at the sky and wonder if you will ever find your wishing star? And even if do, do you think that star will take a chance on you? Scientifically, all said above is just a pile of bullshit, but my soul advises me not to trust science and go with the Santa Claus option. 🙂 I have wished for many things over the years, some...

Day 244 – Sacrifices

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How far is one willing to go to achieve success? How much is anyone willing to sacrifice to touch a dream? I do not like compromises of any kind, but as any human being I make them on a daily basis just because I was born into a society. Sacrifices are a necessary evil, whether you are by yourself or have a family to support, but what I have learnt the most is that sacrificing is a must when it...

Day 241 – Off day

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Today started a little unusual. I woke up with a terrible head ache and what seems to be a cold. Every muscle in my body was hurting, but for some reason I smiled and went right back to sleep for another hour. Even so, all day I felt the need to work and start writing again. After putting Ephia to sleep, I came to my favorite bar and started typing like crazy. What started out as an off day...

Day 238 – Melancholy

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I miss driving. I miss waking up in the morning and wanting to drive 300 km away. I miss the solitude of driving and the music played loudly by the stereo. I miss it all. When I need to be somewhere, if given the choice I will always choose the train. Trains are comfortable, trains are your moving libraries that safely take you to your destination. But, a car… a car should only be used for...

Day 220 – The beauty of a busy day

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A busy day is a day when your eyes fail to stay open, but you force them to. The beauty of a busy they is when you allow them to shut for a second and they steal your whole self on a short, dreamy journey. I am so sleep deprived that if my eyes would have little voices, they would shout their need to the world. But it’s the beauty of a busy day that keeps me from resting them, the beauty of...

Day 146 – Diary facts

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10.00 am – Coming out of a never to be remembered dream, I sense something wrong going on in the house, so I open my eyes and listen for a second. Nothing. The house melts in silence and not a sound breaks the stillness. That is weird and has almost never happened before, but I close my eyes and enjoy the mood for a while. My whole body relaxes and somehow floats in the silence around. 11...

Day 145 – Random babbling

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It’s said that good things happen to good people, or good things happen for those who wait. I disagree with both sayings. If good things would happen to good people, well, I would be at least rich and famous right now (hahaha) and also who doesn’t consider themselves as being good people. If good things happen to those that wait, well than why are we all running around like mad men...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu