Sun,wind,me and Lake

Train to Warszawa, meeting with my friends, almost missing the bus to Riga. Travelling for the whole night, meeting Sanna and Pawel in the morning. Time in Riga I will never forget, with Riga I have never known, and maybe I would never have a chance to get to know without those two people. Riga without tourists, Riga with people that live there every day... Places that are forgotten, places that are growing, places that are changing. When I come back some other day, I might be a witness of a transformation, but I hope that something will stay untouched...
Riga. A bus to the airport and a traffic jam. Almost missing a plane. A plane that in the very last moment I managed to catch. A plane that took me here. To Tampere. Back to Tampere.
There are few reasons why I'm here. Johanna's and Mikko's wedding, my friends, my lake, my...
The night was not peaceful, something was inside my soul that was not letting go... Today I woke up with the sun. I'll take that sun as a promise.
Miia, my friend, prepared a great breakfast. I wish I could live here to get that kind of breakfast every day ;) so let me prepare the dinner... But this will happen in a while. I cannot wait to spend time with my friends here.
But now I have a bit time for writting here, time for myself. Like yesterday when I left the plane and I stood at the airport. Time for me to see how it feels to be back. What I want. What I need. What I expected. And what I am afraid of.
Time for myself like today's afternoon. I took a bike and went to see My Lake. It was as always beautiful. As always waiting for me with arms wide open. But a bit angry today... With me? Why? Or is it a metaphor?
The wind was strong, and waves were so powerful... They hit the shore with such an impact.Crushed...But... even with that power and strenght, even crazy and in a rush, waves found, created, some peaceful rythem in this... The sound was amazing, it was like the beat of the heart. Breathe-in, breathe-out. Breathe...Bravely, strongly... Breathing new life into.