You wait and wait and wait... and all of a sudden that moment is there! You’ve fantasized about it, romanticized it, dreamt of it - and then it finally happens - and you realized that too little has changed (or maybe too much?). Life is ironic, isn’t it? I know I’m not really making any sense, there’s so many things I’d like to write here on my blog, but I guess it would be oversharing. Anyway, it was beautiful to be back in Israel again. It’s a weird feeling when you wish you had more time, but you’re also relieved that you’re not there anymore. Maybe I had gotten too used to the beach life in Sri Lanka, or maybe I’d just missed being home and needed a place where I could fully relax.. not sure. But Tel Aviv is always Tel Aviv and I can’t complain about it. My second home, along with Romania and North Carolina. I wonder where my next second home will be?
PS. I adore my friends in Israel. I always wish I had more time with you.