Here we are in the twentieth one century, this is the space in time I get for my formation and action. Probably I'll live around eighty year, something that for time to time makes me wonder about the meaning and the whys of life. I have to admit I'm afraid sometimes, but traveling was something that helps me to confront that fear.
It all starts in a hostel, don't remember where, when I get to talk with some stranger about life (after some drinks and joins, life itself) who told me what he feels about life, nothing new just the same though I had. That was marvelous!
"This guy from around the globe thinks just like me, maybe we don't have so many differences"...
"This guy from around the globe thinks just like me, maybe we don't have so many differences"...
From that moment I realise two things, first what I have describe before and second: the importance of the language and how it can change ones life, to be able to communicate with others. (Thanks dad and mom for being so annoying on my English classes)
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