Wednesday

Walking around my favorite city made me realize how lucky I am to live here. This city isn't an easy place but easy is boring and rarely interesting. Also, I wouldn't call it a city but rather a town - there is a constant feeling of a small place, with relaxed people walking down the streets.

My Tel Aviv is all about happiness and chill. It's built for long walks around random streets and green alleys,  never-ending coffees and delicious food, beautiful people and even more beautiful dogs.

And it's not built for sadness - all the sunshine, beach,  people running and skating all over the place, life outside, and hope for better times are in the air. I must say, I think we're a good match!

Also, I like to think that if this city could talk, it would confess that he loves me too. In this case, I'm sure he would never let me go just like that, even if I started having some crazy ideas, cause that's not what you do when you love someone. Bad news, it doesn't talk so I can just keep guessing and go through all the possible options...