Broken house

For a person who adores love poetry and tries to write about romance and passion mostly, weirdly, I don’t watch romantic movies, I prefer thrillers and crime stories. Many times I’ve wondered if some of those horrible things in the movies happen to me how will I react, what will I feel? One thing I can tell you, no movie can prepare you for a bad moment that had turned into a reality!

A week ago I came home late in the evening, dreaming to go to bed and just sleep, I unlocked the entrance door, only to find out that someone had broken into my house through the balcony door. I’ve seen people in movies  sitting down on the floor from the shock, not being able to process what has happened, I can tell you, the bad adrenaline that comes into your veins at the sight of your cupboards emptied on the floor, doesn’t let you sit, but just walk around in circles, trying to remember the number of the police.

I’m not the first and probably I won’t be the last to go through such experience, unfortunately freedom and democracy come with violence and crime. And I don’t feel sorry for the money or the electronic devices stolen, I’ll work, make more money and purchase new iPod, new laptop, new mobile, new DVD or new anything that I need to have around. And it’s not about the jewelry missing/ apart from a golden chain I had from my granny/, I’ll get new ones, even shinier and pretties bracelets. It’s about the privacy and the inside peace someone broke into, it’s about the fact that even in a free world one has to live locked and isolated to keep his personal moments sacred.

It bothered me that I found the box with hand-written letters from friends thrown on the ground and the paper was marked by ugly, dirty shoes. It bothered me that on my computer I had nearly 170 pages of the book I was writing and research about it, that silly me didn’t have the time to back up completely. It’s not that I can’t start from the beginning, I am a stubborn when it comes to achieving things, but one year of good writing is now gone and who knows if I will get the same mood to rewrite everything from the beginning.

I am currently without a laptop, but hopefully I will have a new one in the next couple of weeks. Until then, don’t think that I’ve forgotten you, be well and smile! Love and peace from “a-little-broken” me!