Lady friends

Being back is good. Work and socializing take up most of my time. During the day, when I’m not shooting emails to clients or banging little fists on the conference table, I read brainless weblogs (in Bulgarian) and listen to awesome Serbian punk. Both recommended by co-workers. At night, I eat cake or vegetarian meatballs or drink mojito-s till I start to lose count. There’s nothing better than a good day at work followed by an even better night out with friends.

As I am sitting here, tapping my foot and counting the minutes till my next girls’ night out, I thought I’d give the ladies a shout-out and thank them in public for providing me with more love, happiness and joy than I can handle sometimes. See, as most of you have already noticed, the past few months have been anything but peaceful. I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown several times. Cried quite a bit. Smoked and drank a lot. Ate less. Pushed the people who love me the most away from me. Let them back into my life. Boarded several planes and finally landed in a place, both figuratively and literally, where I can finally sit still and chill the fuck out. It’s been a crazy year so far. And my lady-friends have been in it with me all along. For some reason, they have all managed to stay sane for me when I couldn’t stay sane for me. Have been with me through the good, the bad, and the ugly and helped me laugh my way out of…all of it.

We’re all finally at a point where we can just sit down and laugh our hearts out. Shop till drop. And invest most of our time in discovering the best breakfast-lunch-or-dinner place in the city. We watch pro-Palestinian documentaries while we eat our salads at lunch; call each other when feeling stuck at work; but most of all, at any point in time know that somebody’s got our back. And that’s the most amazing feeling in the world.

I wish all of you friends as good as mine.