Timing

It's hard to stop complaining about almost everything that is surrounding me, it's the way they've told me to act, it's the way I've lived this 20 years of awarness, this 23 years of life. I remember my father back then, he was always telling us to read as much as our eyes last, and I believe him now, I know that those who read can write and those who write are able to spread their feelings in words.

But my speech today it's not about writing or telling phrases of my way of living. I will not talk about a weird Market 2 hours away, I would not talk about the same old story of Michael Jackson, I would not talk about Grandpa or Grandma- even though they deserve all of my blogspace- or dad or my sweet Carmina. Tonight the sky has brought me a warm package of stars that remain quiet taking good care of me, tonight Kevin Johansen is singing out loud from the main page of the site and I'm listening him while reflecting on my past.

It's such a great thing to have "Silvios" that make you stick to reality and real life within. It makes me want to grab my old piano and just whisper some old accords. But I know, it's been more than 13 years, I'll better keep listening to some good music while looking at myself and believing. It's for sure, destiny it's unpredictable, sometimes it's just playing "hide and seek".

"Wanna hold on, and feel I belong"

Levito en este cuarto, contando las cinco semanas que tengo en tierra extranjera, en tierra de gente organizada y culta. Siempre que sepa que pertenezco al lugar que me acoge entonces respiro tranquila. Algo de repudio al regreso, algo de olvido de la conciencia, algo de saber que este instante pronto se me esfuma de las manos.

Frankfurt era un destino posible, estaba ahí, con sus grandes edificios y su centro económico esperando por mi. Habrá que posponerlo por largo tiempo. Me queda en el recuerdo la ciudad del Berlage, la de Horta, las reuniones interminables en el "BODEN", el sutil sonar de Paris (que ciudad tan hermosa), o Barcelona y Gaudí.

No estoy proyectando despedidas, pero se que, en algún tiempo me tocara hacerlo, decir adiós como lo he hecho ya tantas veces.

"Listening to Goo Goo dolls have done a right thing in my heart-pocket, it feels so right to think ahead and hold on, and suddenly belong..."

Rotterdam

Destruida en la Segunda Guerra Mundial, Rotterdam, ciudad cosmopolita y densa, basó su estatus en la reconstrucción de la misma. Destacándose así la arquitectura tradicional-medieval en Delfshaven y "El estilo" (De Stijl) en el resto de la ciudad, predominando las lineas simples, el colorido.

Renzo Piano y Norman Foster dejan su huella en la ciudad. Yo decido recorrer la misma y empaparme de esta dicha de vivir este momento en esta ciudad. Erasmusbrug me invita y yo le persigo.

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Natuurmuseum

Holanda (reloading life)

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It's becoming part of me, chasing every inch of freedom, every possible inch.. Making it on my own, with some help of those who care.

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