Porteña in the EU


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Sometimes I wonder if these perfect moments will be constant.  I mean, the moments when things fit exactly as they have to be. When you are staring at the window, at night and you watch de cars go by, and you realize that everything is clear in your mind.

The uncertain is there, as usual. But this time, it doesn’t bother.

Is there as a consequence. As a result of a process. And should be the constant, like the present, like the change, like my freedom.

A lot of things are coming in my head at this moment.  A lot of Words, Thoughts and Ideas that I probabbly should put on the list of constant things that I have to be incorporate in my new life.

Love, Art, People with passion, Positive waves, Hugs, Travelling, Work, Be thankful, Cry, Smile.

And also the things I don’t want for me.

What makes you move in life? Could be a song? Somebody?

What makes you feel lucky?

What makes you feel you’re worthy?

What makes you feel free?  (Feeling free includes when you start doing something that you like and you don’t take care about what people thing about that, about you. Cause you’re free and happy. And there’s nothing that could ruin that moment.)

I finally wonder.

Could love be stronger than distance?