Post-ruta

Üks mu sõber kirjutas facebooki nii armsa teksti, mis suurepäraselt annab edasi suurimaid nostalgiaid Rutalt, nii et jagame seda teiega : )

i'm blocked in a memory, i'm blocked in the past. images keep going through my mind. the moments that i lived are more and more vivid as i get closer to the future. i want to turn back the time, just to relive those moments, to see your smiles, hear your voices and watch your tears of joy. that first day, those last nights, from strangers to people who knew eachother, to friends and to brothers and sisters. the biggest family, the most united and probably the best that anyone could ever ask for. i just want to go back to that june 15th and start it all over, to wake up each day with the sound of the megaphone which we at first hated and now can't wake up without. i want to go back and do one of those interminable walks where there were always only 20 minutes left and where we would always find something new to talk about. i want to scream "viva la ruta" and sing "moza de ruta quetzal" and say "viva" anything but what iqs wanted us to scream. i want to say "12" again while trying to get the whole group in line for food and not get last. i want to do the pa pa pa pi ri pa and the sandia dance. i want to turn back time and relive each moment all over again as if it were my last.

i miss you all. RQ 11



Alina Radoi


PS. ma olen viimasel ajal niii laisk olnud, luban seda viga kiirelt parandada : )