I go and come as a refugee, I realize. I still do not even know well if I will continue to update this journal. What is certain is that the other two were dropped. One is difficult, three are impossible to manage.
Yet I know that here, you turn turns, is the only place where you always come back. Where can I hide from those who can not read, what should remain mine. I and a few other people who have (s) fortune to me in the list of friends.
bad thing is that this blog was becoming a sort of cabinet, where vomit the poison accumulated by disappointments and setbacks. Optimism is in my new view of things, "not to expect anything from anybody."
In three months of experimentation, I must say that I live it better.
We'll see.
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