beginnings...

there is so much to write about, but somehow, being yet again in another waiting stage of my life, i cannot seem to find any form to my thoughts. what thoughts. i cannot even call them such. because i cannot find any coherence or reason for most of the things that pass and flit through my head.

i came here without any inkling of what i'd find waiting for me. but i think that by now i should learn to be ready for anything. because since this year opened, my life has turned into a series of adventures. i thought i'd only see him for a day. no, a day. that would have been too ambitious. i was only supposed to see him for an hour. between flights, on his last day in europe, on his way to america. and from the moment i had confirmed my trip here i kept banging my head on metaphorical walls trying to make one budge and see how i/we can make 1 hour enough, to meet, to be together, to be. i kept asking why we even had to fit everything in just one hour. although, i was very aware and ever so grateful that we could even see each other so much sooner than we had planned or hoped for.

every turn from then on felt like Providence at work..