I like writing. And I see emails as pieces of creation, unrepeatable and personalized. They create connections and stir up thoughts or emotions, depending on the topic. I have only worked in tech jobs, and I discovered that good emails are pretty well received, even though not always appreciated by everyone, nor reciprocated.
It’s a rich season for me, very rich in analogies, revelations, edifications. Finding just the perfect simple words to express exactly what I mean is so satisfying. I am also quite selective regarding my outlets, and prefer silence to spoken words, though I do ramble sometimes.
I just read a reflective writing from our last long trip to Romania, when we had no money or direction, life was suspended somehow. I was wise but I was tired. I remember being sad compared to how I have been feeling for the last 4 years. It is that year that we started Altmannhaus. I have been Conrad’s ally, sounding board, bossy wife. I believed in his talent and career shift, and I eloquently and persistently reminded him about it. Then I also got busy loving my current job, stretching my skills, conquering fears, practicing patience, confidence and growing fast.
Preparing for this longterm trip to Romania I inevitably compare it with our last semi-longterm trip. I am so happy right now, even living life in the liminal space, this threshold between chapters. We seek challenges and I can’t wait to open the studio in Cluj, adopt and travel a bunch.