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