Freedom
So, after a long time trying to find a place in this world (which haven’t go that well) here I am, back to the one thing I wasn’t that bad at: writing. I’m not a fan of personal blogs talking about me, but I need to write and I need to be good at it, to that I gotta write every day, so today it’s about me. I hope it won’t be that bad, I mean, Anne Frank used to write about herself and that seemed to work well. Did I just make a joke about Anne Frank? I guess I’m not allowed to do it, I’m not that famous. I don’t know who you are, or how did you even get here, which is great, we can both be sincere now. And what could these lines be about, about getting drunk, about cars, about dogs? About the city, about papers, about pasta? Maybe I could just tell a story. What could it be today. I could talk about life and the way it changes and how funny it is for me the way we try to make things following some certain order, the way we go around t...