Archivo de etiqueta: #Life

The Hidden Path In The Wall

Hello guys, today I’d like to write you about an important change. Every change has a wonderful potential of creating new chances not only for those who are changing, but even for those who are close to you. If you followed my blog you have read that the last few months brought a lot ofSigueSigue leyendo «The Hidden Path In The Wall»

Giants don’t sleep

Humans don’t sleep in winter. Maybe we grew smarter to rule over nature. Or maybe we grew smaller and forgot the song of the hearth with her allegrettos and her adagios. Somehow we can still feel the soporific tension to oblivion though. That silent invitation to leave the excitement of the full sun and repairSigueSigue leyendo «Giants don’t sleep»

Mist in Castilla La Mancha

«Mancha» in spanish means stain, mark. Something you didn’t want, but that defines you beyond any chance of hiding it or faking it. You ate something, you’ve been to a dirty place, you did something wrong. In our history we give a lot of importance to people’s marks. And when something terrible happens we say itSigueSigue leyendo «Mist in Castilla La Mancha»

Flattery and Friendollars

Have you ever had a «friend» who has something that you don’t? Have you ever had something your «friends» do not have but they desire? Welcome in the world of Friendollars, and yes you have known at least once, what Flattery is. Let’s face it… together, so it doesn’t hurt too much. Nowadays people is poor. PoorerSigueSigue leyendo «Flattery and Friendollars»

1 & 1/2 hour to say I love you

[ESP – ITA -ENG] [ESP] Cuando naces en un mundo de odio hacia tu amor aprendes a vivir sin eso. Te dejas caer en el presente infinito. Fiesta, sexo, amigos de la noche que desaparecen al nacer del sol. Luego te encontré a ti. Y de repente mi presente empieza a tener un tiempo. AhoraSigueSigue leyendo «1 & 1/2 hour to say I love you»

Guerra y Paz por un Italiano en Madrid

Fue hace 4 anos que mi hermana me secuestró. Me recogió desde Italia para llevarme en un barco nocturno, como uno de estos inmigrantes que tanto temen muchos, en España. Me recuerdo como si fuese ayer la tierra Roja de Barcelona que juntos veíamos pasar de la ventanilla del coche mientras conducía hacia la ciudad que seSigueSigue leyendo «Guerra y Paz por un Italiano en Madrid»

The Sunshine Revelations

«Do you believe in Life after Love» keeps singing Cher in bars, clubs and cars driving till the sun. I do. And you? Life is so silly, we can’t take it too serously. And of course if on one hand, this is a pure wisdom pearl that people love receiving from me, on the otherSigueSigue leyendo «The Sunshine Revelations»

I.am.so.happy.right.now.(but.no.time.today.for.blogging)

Guys, I have some wonderful news… soooo good I’d love to tell you right now, but I have to bite my tongue for a little while longer… I have to be sure! I’ll have to work as a slave today (I’ll be the master too, and I’m very bad with myself…) and tomorrow I haveSigueSigue leyendo «I.am.so.happy.right.now.(but.no.time.today.for.blogging)»