Departure/Arrival day in OV. I am sitting in a plane and watching how waves are washing Latvia’s coastline away. They look like frozen plastic props slowly moving closer to shore.
My heart beats a bit faster and is a bit hurt, a bit broken. Excitement, fear, sadness, peace. Mix of emotions. I somehow know that this year will be filled with greatness. And I am grateful that I have this chance. That I made this choice.
I was watching my new home from above. Rooftops, fields, yards, ponds, lakes, canals and rivers. Forests and swamps. It is somehow similar and in the same time new. It all looks like in an animation or a new drama or another movie scenario as cars are moving on a highway as they were just toys. I love perfectly round road circles and trees growing inside tall and strong.