The post without a title

It was the first thing I thought when I came to name this post. There were times when the title was the last thing to write, some other times it was the first thing that crossed my mind but today, today is different, just because of the fact that this morning I had something in mind to write about, in the afternoon the idea had a little twist and now at night I just forgot about it.

The coming back?

It seems like I fear this. It’s been more than a year since the very last time I wrote here and, despite me telling myself that I will be back for a million times already, I didn’t do it.

A moment to think

I am tired. This time of the night it’s when I feel the full weight of the tiredness in me and that is the least to say; after an entire journey doing so many translations all day long, sitting in front of a computer, writing full speed, I get home, rest for 10 minutes and get ready to go to the gym.

Looking pretty everywhere

When I go to the gym, I am not wearing any type of accesory; no rings, no earings, no watch, no nothing. I think there is a time and place for all those things. I feel more comfortable wearing only the basic stuff, a t-shirt, spandex pants, socks and shoes. Under wear first that all that, of course.

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