I have to confess. I feel permanently challenged to post things on social media. You know. New look, new glasses, new clothes, new friends, new experiences, new trips, new phone, new laptop, new job, new whatever. Doesn’t matter. Aaall of it.
I moved out. Far, very far. But do you know what I like about that? My 10-minute walk to go to the metro station. Enough time to meditate about my life. This is the only moment of the day when I don’t want to run. Continue reading “Why run?”
I’m happy and sad. I’m energetic and tired. I’m proud and sorry. I’m alone but not lonely. I’m friendly but I want to count my friends. I complain but I’m blessed. And even though sometimes I would like to be younger, I love the wisdom growing up brings, that is experience. Continue reading “Mom, I’m doing good.”
Mi hermanita, así hablaré siempre de ti. Te he visto crecer de cerca y de lejos al mismo tiempo. He aprendido más lecciones de vida de ti de lo que he intentado enseñarte. ¡Feliz cumpleaños! Continue reading “Mi hermanita”
[Late post] So, I finally accepted Catalina’s invitation to visit Brasov together. No joke, this one was -literally- a pain in the ass (laughs). Continue reading “Brasov, pain in the ass.”
Turkey left me speechless. I would stare at the horizon watching the sun go to bed while feeling the breeze on my face, drinking a little cup of Turkish tea, listening to the sound of the waters, the fishermen, street sellers and watching from the border of the bridge the birds flying around searching for food. Continue reading “Turkey”