It’s raining outside...It’s been raining almost all of the time these last few weeks. At least it’s pretty warm, but it still makes you want to sleep. Everybody in the office has a pretty sleepy look. Nobody feels like doing anything, they’d all love a day in bed, being a dizzy couch potato. We’re dragging ourselves around the building, trying to find something to do, entertaining enough not to fall asleep.

Mishu came by last night. She’s going to spend a year as an intern in a US company, if everything goes as planned. She’s a bit worried about how she’ll manage there. I know she’ll have no problem adapting to practically anything. I wonder if she’s going to come back. Not a chance, if she can stay. She thinks she’ll get back as soon as the internship is over, but I know that if she has the opportunity to stay, she’ll come visit her parents after a few years.

Almost everyone I know would do the same. Come back to what? The cool stuff about my country? Yeah, you can’t find its features anywhere…But is that really important enough to come back to? Family, maybe. But they can get used to the thought you’re better off there…In a few years, with enough money to actually do something, well, that’s probably the best option.

The English teacher we had this year lived in Canada for a while. She says a lot of Romanians don’t come back because they have debts. But that they would come back in an instant. I don’t know…Maybe she’s just trying to find reasons for her coming back after all those years.

Well, thank God for the Internet! At least we can keep track of each other, no matter where we head to…