I haven’t been able to write since the trip to Denmark. That trip was a beautiful dream I woke up from, to another beautiful dream I’m experiencing now. There are some dramas going on but I try not to think much about it. Instead, I emerge myself to the moments and enjoy every single thing to the fullest. This time next week I won’t be here in this room anymore. The school will be ready for another group of people coming for summer courses. The world is moving on and I have to move on, too, whether I want to or not. It’s Sunday evening and the music students haven’t been back yet. I already feel the difference. I really won’t be able to stay longer here after the Graduation day even if I can. It will be too much to take.
Recently there are some people who make my heart fluttered, and some others whose movements are simply so beautiful. I love to look at people and all the things that burst out in green and life. I’m so utterly happy and sad.