And finally in time I write some stuffs in english, my new second language. How can you imagine the way life can spin even if you don't notice about it. One year almost that I am gone from my place. Fears and suffering has been the everyday menu in this cold country. But what can someone can do? stop believing, give up and cry? no! this is not the spirit latinos have. And even in the middle of darkness with fading hopes there's always a tiny light leading you to the real meaning of life. Never stop is the slogan and I remember all I had and now nothing. But there's a chance for the second efforts to grow up. I am there with high hopes at all.