He wrote so effortlessly about himself in his first letter, about hiking, preparing his simple weekend meals but when he asked me to tell about myself I could manage only a few simple sentences that were awful, impersonal and dull.
And then I thought why not show the past version of myself and the thought became words, the words became emotions and emotions became the story:
"Working in a high school was always challenging for me but also rewarding. I was learning that failure and success were transient, that the world could not give me joy, make me happy and feel safe and tell me who I am. I had to find it from within.
There was a time when I feared being alone until one unforgettable summer that taught me that being alone wasn't painful at all, in opposite it could be a time for revelations.
That summer I was preparing for my next teaching year in the mornings and then I took a train to have a little adventure and see something different. I visited old churches and different nearby cities. Sometimes I was taking the whole day and spending it in Kaunas, the former Lithuanian capital, strolling on the old narrow streets or sitting in a cafe and watching life passing by.
I was rediscovering the places I knew by heart and also was learning about myself and that still inner space where were a true joy and beauty."
