Friday February 10, 2010. That was the last time I chose to write. I entered and got out, and I re-entered, but I come out again. Until today. Today I entered and I decided to stay a while.
A lot has happened, so I think the entire network would need to write, and the time needed to express all thoughts.
But it seems that one thing has become clear. Opened this blog for a trip, to tell everyone because there were not those we think, because this or that should have occurred because things actually happened, the stories became real.
Now I started to tell the rest of my life, a life around, hard, fast, interesting, full of jumps, both bed as heart, as countries ... and looking for something. Something that little by little I think I've discovered. Sounds weird, but the meaning of all this, what we call life, begins to be consistent, hard to find, but consistent. And it further. Followed in those projects that you feed every day, until they die. Follow the world, which is what we really need to know, and their cultures and their history and death and life. Continue to discover that I have to keep walking.
go on and on and on ... I've only found a problem with this painful reality, and profoundly more painful problem. Money.
Keep, and will continue with my projects, and I do not encrontrarte again on my way. Why? Clearly ....
S.
PS and create Lola Bourne.
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