Long time ago I hadn’t faced a white sheet…and I think is the first time that I do it for something really valuable; isn´t longer about work or looking for the tacher’s approbation, now is more important…it’s about personal satisfaction.
Isn't a secret for anybody that order and concentration aren't my strengths and just like all my things are in a permanent chaos, hundreds of ideas in my head spin. I’ve always done some workout, carry over my body to the limits with the aim of to calm in some way my mind…but the time has helped me to discover that write is also a good way to establish some order – if is possible call it in this way – to this chaos.
Why another language? Practice, just practice
Why a blog? Maybe it could be useful for somebody…maybe I could learn something from others