Entries Tagged as 'GayFest'
Confrontation
Do I have to stick to what I say I am? Do I stick to what I say I am? Do you see the difference between the two? Being out is a confrontation with myself first and then with the others.
These days I am making peace
Definitely depressed. The weather, the allergy, everything makes me tired. Not enough sleep, everything seems indeed like an effort. Satisfactions run fast by to quickly fade and make way to problems. I am tired of being late with everything. It’s that need for a clean slate, because everything on your plate now is just too much, too greasy and too getting cold. Not too sure what the future has in store. Happiness is the now, not in the wish. Truly happy people don’t have wishes, but I guess it’s only a matter of expectations and perception.
In my dream this morning we were picknicking on the occasion of a gayfest. We were also being awarded a prize for a website. I am sure it was a dream, because (1) I am currently unable picknick, (2) the gayfest was in fact a harvest celebration in the countryside, the parade was a happy marathon through villages, and the villagers were all in aw and wonder; also it took place somewhere in Transilvania, I could tell by the villagers’ accent, and (3) you cannot be awarded a prize for a project you have not completed.
Yesterday I was advised to wear a protection helmet at the march, but I think the only head gear I am bringing is my brains.
GayFest 2008 in Bucharest
It’s that time of the year. I am curious to see how many of you will be there, and where exactly. The overzealous should buy their own ripe tomatoes. They stain, but they would be a more civilized option to the more hardcore “stone option”.
Anyways, here is the official page, the programme (in Romanian only), and the web review.
Cheers!
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