Sure, this phrase is the outcome of years and years of hearing the news, hearing the stories and hearing the traumas of what is happening in the world, but to me, this is one of the most endearing things my close ones can say to me. And I say it to them quite a lot. […]
Who looks at me
Like I am magic
Living in Romania (or in Europe) has made me paranoid and socially anxious, but I thought that was just normality. Add to that the fact that I work with serious crime every day and you get a lovely cocktail of constantly picturing everything that could go wrong.
Then I spent a month alone in Australia.