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March 14, 2008
I am not in the use of writing a blog, but I will start today because I feel the urge to talk to me, to have my own place.
Perhaps the best name would be a blog of my own. A place where I can see through different windows, to observe, to reflect, to say things that I don’t know how to express.
The days are passing me and I feel in a holiday mood with the constant thought that this is not a vacation. It is a period of pause in which I have not been able to think. My dream is to be independent, to feel productive, to have a life where I can feel comfortable on my own skin. To have a sunny little place where we can cook, and read and enjoy being together, as we used to before we left for “home”. Mix feelings, work in progress that is life, that is this blog.
