Last night was my first at the Bucharest Athenaeum, inside the Great Hall. I must say I felt so small in many ways; there was I, the midget, amongst the giants.
The orchestra started playing and after this first feeling of self-fulfillment, a sentiment of rage came over me. Some sort of anger towards all of you who ignored the poster, those of you who didn’t bother to make time for this concert. I hated you all. I also felt like my shouting was in vain, because most of you missed such a wonderful thing.
I felt richer, all of a sudden. I think I grow this immense admiration when it comes to those who can reveal such musical wonders from boxes or using some strings or tubes. It’s all giving you the chills, but not just on your back; the sensations travels from your finger tips to toes and then you feel weak, like after the coldest cold. Do you know how that feels?
Well, today you don’t!
Original post: here (RO).
Allicia is almost 22 years old, was born in Ramnicu Valcea and has been loving Bucharest for two years and counting.