If anyone told me, some time ago, that I would once reach this place, I would have laughed in their face. Only because I had such a preconception about it that nothing good could have emerged in my head when thinking about Bucharest... Strange how sometimes you block yourself systematically and maybe uncounsciously and you don't understand how it can be that the world seems to wrap around you instead of opening up in front of you. Well, it's only a matter of working upon yourself and allowing yourself to "suck in a new experience", to quote from The Beach. Amazingly, new experiences may bring you to despair or ecstasy, they may either drive you crazy and you may give them up or they may give you dependency. Dependency on adrenaline and the feeling of coming closer to some edge or dependency on the experience itself and its content. Either way, I believe that you need to cultivate a certain taste for these new experiences in order to make them real. Otherwise, they will never happen to you or at least you'll never feel them as such. Some people prefer to be quiet and calm, to settle down and remain in a familiar world.
To anyone coming from outside of it, Bucharest will surely be a new experience that both sucks you in and that you need to suck in. Else, it is going to hurt badly. And the major challenge is to stay true to your essential self, even if being emerged in it sometimes wholly!
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