because of my being (living, loving, enjoying) back in riga, i will keep this blog alive and post in english from now on. riga is surprising and so not at the same time.
it is so very cold. even for me. i put on my orange winter boots along with a smile upon my face. out there on the streets i keep my eyes wide open to see something new but not much has changed, i guess five months is just a spit in the sea when it comes to time what city needs to make some noticable changes.
how it feels to be back home? good. you can hear dad playing nick cave on piano and you are not afraid to sing along. you drink tea with a lemon and honey all the time ( because even at home it is not so warm) and watch the fire eating wood in the fireplace. you sit beside your little brother and teach him animal and body parts' names in english because he is not so eager to do it at kindergarden. you see mum a bit tired because of the stressful work and sister happy that she can use you as a photo model for her ideas again.
and then you wonder, for how long can i stay there?
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