...not actually in between the hills but inside my small new home, in the humble mountains of Naftali, north of Israel, kibutz Manara.
It has been very odd for me this past week, waking up with the fog and chill that encompass this place. There is something very clean and fresh about it too, and that is mostly due to the fact that I just dont sweat at all...I am used to the humid, hot, blazing days of Tel Aviv.
Also, there is one thing that is eternal here, and that is the greenery, the flora. Right now as I lift my eyes and gaze at the view that spreads from my window all the way to the tumbling horizon, the color green is victorious, which is again, not only refreshing but extremly relaxing, it greatly enhances some sort of energy that I have never expiriance before, and I cannot yet put words into describing it. Its almost like trying to explain how you feel when you fall in love for the first time with someone, or something. Like hearing your most favorite musician for the first time, or seing the painting you shall remmember for this imidiate cycle.
For the first time I am living on my own, technicly speaking, but not ON my own.
almost eveyrthing is paid by my dear parents, and although its moraly accepted, it bothers me for a few reasons, which are reasonable.
I have already, in a rather short time, mannaged to make this place look like my old room at my parent's house; The table, of which im sitting in front, is messy, and I acomplished that with a rather small amount of ornaments. My bed is surounded with cloth which look like twisted body parts from some nasty car accident. The kitchen, which is a new expiriance for me, my own kitchen, is rather tidy, but that is becuse i have so many things in it, that the objects cannot move much to look missplaced. (but I wash dishes everyday - I have to, I have room for only a few in the sink).
I dont have a television, which is wonderful for so many reasons. I can actually feel some of the blinding sensations of ignorance and emptiness removed from my psyche. But sometimes I miss the futuristic massage that softens the mind and drains tension. If there is one thing I find popular TV to do, its that.
I smoke less ciggarets too!
In 6 days time i will start actuall college, which is said to be, on the subject that I have chose to major in (biotech), fucking hard and loaded with matterial. Nevertheless I am expacting it. Mostly to the social life that will grow from it.
Its time to make lunch, and luanch some energy, which the coffee managd to do for only a small bit of time.
Gooday
Woop!
It has been very odd for me this past week, waking up with the fog and chill that encompass this place. There is something very clean and fresh about it too, and that is mostly due to the fact that I just dont sweat at all...I am used to the humid, hot, blazing days of Tel Aviv.
Also, there is one thing that is eternal here, and that is the greenery, the flora. Right now as I lift my eyes and gaze at the view that spreads from my window all the way to the tumbling horizon, the color green is victorious, which is again, not only refreshing but extremly relaxing, it greatly enhances some sort of energy that I have never expiriance before, and I cannot yet put words into describing it. Its almost like trying to explain how you feel when you fall in love for the first time with someone, or something. Like hearing your most favorite musician for the first time, or seing the painting you shall remmember for this imidiate cycle.
For the first time I am living on my own, technicly speaking, but not ON my own.
almost eveyrthing is paid by my dear parents, and although its moraly accepted, it bothers me for a few reasons, which are reasonable.
I have already, in a rather short time, mannaged to make this place look like my old room at my parent's house; The table, of which im sitting in front, is messy, and I acomplished that with a rather small amount of ornaments. My bed is surounded with cloth which look like twisted body parts from some nasty car accident. The kitchen, which is a new expiriance for me, my own kitchen, is rather tidy, but that is becuse i have so many things in it, that the objects cannot move much to look missplaced. (but I wash dishes everyday - I have to, I have room for only a few in the sink).
I dont have a television, which is wonderful for so many reasons. I can actually feel some of the blinding sensations of ignorance and emptiness removed from my psyche. But sometimes I miss the futuristic massage that softens the mind and drains tension. If there is one thing I find popular TV to do, its that.
I smoke less ciggarets too!
In 6 days time i will start actuall college, which is said to be, on the subject that I have chose to major in (biotech), fucking hard and loaded with matterial. Nevertheless I am expacting it. Mostly to the social life that will grow from it.
Its time to make lunch, and luanch some energy, which the coffee managd to do for only a small bit of time.
Gooday
Woop!
