cosmic designs.

I’ve been familiarizing myself with the surrounding areas of my apartment for the past few days by just taking 30-minute to 1-hour walks around the neighborhood. I did not stop by the corner coffee shop today however. Yesterday, as soon as I stepped inside, the guy called out to me if I would be having the usual, and I was caught off-guard that I just said yes – even though I was looking forward to having hot tea instead of my usual light caramel ice blended coffee drink. He even knew that I’m not a big fan of whipped cream. Sigh. I figured if I’ll put on any weight here, it would not be from drinking coffee concoctions. But then again, I feel like I’ve already lost ten pounds at least. . Thanks to cosmic humor, everywhere I turn, I am surrounded by vegetarians. In fact, I’ve had humuus, salad, cucumbers and sabeekh for the past few days.

Also, last Sunday, I got propositioned by an old Israeli who probably thought all non-caucasian foreigners are aspiring prostitutes. At Landwer Coffee, of all places. He asked me quite blatantly if I can be his girlfriend for the summer. I gave him an incredulous look and replied, no thanks. There went my quiet Sabbath afternoon – just me, John Dewey and apparently, a weird old guy.

(its not all that sad though – yesterday I met new people – a bunch of fun and nice emigrants - and joined their weekly Gossip Girl night where they eat comfort foods and watch GG episodes. It was my first time to watch GG actually. Not too bad.The walk home from Dizengoff to Ben Gurion was especially relaxing.At some point I thought, maybe I like the fact that I don’t know what’s going to happen each day I wake up. But maybe that’s just being masochistic again.)

Anyway, today, following my usual chat with friends across the globe after work, I just took a walk today along Ibn Gvirol towards the cinemateque area. I pondered a bit on whether to get shawarma from Daboosh on the corner of Weitzel, but decided against it. I ended up getting a cookies and cream/caramel nut ice cream combo at Iceberg. Comfort food is what I need the most at this point. I also took on a more touristy role and took pictures of Tel Aviv at dusk. Will post when I have enough.

I keep telling myself it doesn’t matter why I’m here and that I should just enjoy the city for what it’s worth. Maybe it does matter, and for as long as I don’t figure it out, maybe I’ll never be able to enjoy it. Don’t get me wrong - Tel Aviv is an amazing city, this early I can tell – no doubt about that.

It’s just not mine.