mogollon First of all I thank you for letting so many comments, and I'm sorry for my silence is that most unpleasant things had happened and was a little depression, but I'm fine, really.
Soon I'll be out of work, no papers, no future perhaps, but I feel better because I could not take anymore, so many threats and dislikes, my company has crushed me wonderfully. But it's all over now.
After so long, despite all efforts, I will stay nothing, not even I have a house, but I do not care, I feel a certain freedom.
You know, the more things have heavier, and it overwhelms me to walk, I learned walking the Camino de Santiago.
If you can get a work contract for at least a year, with a company that has no debt finance and social security work camp that has more or less the same as I have spent so far, foreign trade, maybe I can get work permit travez of social roots.
But it is a mission impossible, even Super Tom can resolve. I have sent so many resumes but all ask me the same thing, if I have a work permit or not. For
work permit number is required for work but work permit must have work, you know, what will be the first, the chicken or the egg?
Well, I do not sink, try to enjoy every moment because I will be very little, any day soon I must leave this land that I love.
is true, give me loooooooong penalty, but hey, before you regret it should enjoy both until last second left, right?
You know, more than 10 years I am in love with Spain, madly.
They say true love is to will one thing if you take away all or any, for that is, I love Spain and now this, I will not ask anything in return, Just because you have been wanting this earth I am content.
Indeed, few things I have learned many things I have given this land, so much time with Spain, weeping with sorrow and even joy, many beers and patatas bravas.
have lived in this land, I love me some kids, I enjoyed it, I cried for disappointment, I dreamed, I thought, jolin, I have everything on this earth!
Every day I say goodbye to things, a favorite corner of the Latin Quarter, the Quevedo park terrace, a bar super crappy but I like a lot in Lavapies, a flower that clings to the wall near my work, a brook full of shit new numancia, odor a cafe, another smell of piss in the street Marazane all, I have much affection, and maybe I do not get to see anymore, so every day I'm holding it in my box of match, everything, I take with me.
Lucky me, I happened to come to Spain and I could fall in love with her, I do not repent, I repent.
Why I cried so hard? So you see nothing, everything is here, everything I want, surrounding me, smiling, is full of beautiful things and wonderful.
Well, to be honest, I ask nothing but to Spain, I feel a little sad, is that so long as I have tried to put down roots in this land, but never left me is so hard maybe because it does not rain so much?
But I will not cry, and I am a flower of Tampopo, you know, I'm very brave, looking back my land hoping to fly somewhere in this world I expected. Someday
arrive my real earth, then tell me with open arms
"Stay here, is your place
Until now continue flying, collecting beautiful things and feed my heart, so you can have a beautiful flower day somewhere.
Thanks for all your support, will continue to count my trip even if you change the scenario is that I want mogollon, too!
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