never thought back to this area, particularly because blogs are largely a thing of the past twenty-first century is a century I see disposable, nothing lasts, everything is doomed to disappear and be immediately replaced, everything, including those affected. Maybe that's why I'm back, for now the blog has ceased to be the showcase for the ego had become (thanks to twitter) and has come to be, at least for me before I swallow the character, a to talk about myself and want to rave explicitly or silently replicated.
far this year has been for my whole life, I have finally become the person that I will still too early to talk about this person since I have not finished my new skin to get used to, but I like knowing I am next. Sometimes on evenings like this to remember me and I can hardly recognize myself in my own memories, I think for example "it is impossible that I've endured until nine o'clock drinking with how tired I am now" or "how I dared to ride through the country when I am so lazy now go only to the center. " I can not imagine going back to having just a mattress on the floor and a cooler, I can not even imagine living without cable TV and internet, let alone without light as in my first semester of studies. I'm used to my middle-class amenities, now I want to tighten a little two weeks and pay for my plane ticket with a backpack wandering on the roads, I also got rid of my stack of copies and have been replaced by the books I bought and clear, I have never come back (or back) to eat Maruchan soup.
I keep very few friends and I see even more recently, I have not drunk, indeed, I have not even gone back to a party. I read three times before and bragging about three times less, I finally got a working title and I can carry away from the classrooms of high school, I have become quieter but also more joyful and most importantly, I raised a family , I have a partner (it is the best way to call because that is what it is) and a newborn son and I am madly in love with them. I am a happy woman and so maybe now paresca them boring, but that has stopped caring. I'm back.
