here's my schedule for February: I leave in 2 days for Pascani, again. It's gonna be my last visit. From there, I head to Iasi where I will spend a few days photographing people my age. I still don't know if I'll exhibit my photos in Iasi, but that isn't really a concern to me now. My mind has been focused on photography for a while, and I feel high.. though I've never actually been high.
2 weeks in Moldavia, and then I get back to Bucharest, where I'll be spending my last week. I dream of going to the seaside and photograph the landscape. It probably won't happen, but who knows. I started giving up on my digital camera and I'm only using film. By the way, I'm running out of film, and that sucks real bad.
Two years ago, when I came to Romania, I felt free, I used the camera in a very "democratic" way.
I realized that I've really pushed to an extreme the concept of ethical photography. My portraits will be resembling a lot and  I'm quite scared of the result. I feel that I need to switch back to "democratic" mode for a while and let my instinct work its ego a bit.

Can you imagine? I left last summer, and I'm coming back in spring. 8 months! Have things changed for you as much as they did for me? I've been living in another world. A world similar to a prison, where I'm waiting and waiting for everything to end and go back home. Whatever that means...home... I mean.. why would I be attached to Montreal more than I am to Romania. Because my apartment is cleaner? newer? I mean...why do I feel safe in Montreal. Do you know how many people are friendly in Bucharest? I've made friends here. People who want to go out with me. I have a girlfriend who is interesting and caring, who likes good films and is interested in art. Guess what..she's an actress too, and quite talented.
She's the kind of person who will help me get what I need to get my projects rolling. The bossy type. A great friend.
Now..I could get an interesting job here. Well paid too. Actually, I could earn more money here than I would in Montreal. I haven't mentioned my biology teacher. She used to love me a lot when I was in high-school. We met again after 8 years and she still loves me a lot. We went out many times. She took me to a few concerts, classical music and contemporary ballet. We had tea many times in this very nice tea-house.
You know Oana, she resembles you a lot. I'm sure you'll like her. I photographed her. You'd love to photograph her too.
So, here comes my question again. Why do I want to come back to Montreal? My few friends have all forgotten me, I don't have a job and there's nothing to do, really. Why do I feel safe in Montreal?
See you soon. Sleep well. Eat well. Love thy neighbor. Really.