AS I WENT OUT ONE MORNING..

One day like this several years ago, I leave my parents home after a big discussion about my future, I decided (alone) to follow my will, leaving behind all, with a backpack with two books and a change of clothes, wearing my only shoe pair, (I still got them with me) with 100 bucks on my pocket, with the only conviction of leave that place on that moment, I fly away losing myself in the crowd, just wishing to begin my life (alone) I won't lie, those were hard times, better times. Eating less, traveling more, and working hard living for the day and chasing the dreams I figure those days, a time to remember more than to forget, imprescindible part of my non-formal education was that period of time. That I love so much. sometimes when I look back, I feel homesick for those days. But I lived that in the right time of my life.