Tomorrow I'm going to Bilbao. I'll be there until friday.. working. But I don't feel like going, though I love the city (and have very good friends there). Yeah, I guess the problem is that the aim of the trip is not the best of all, he he.. toy triste..
Over a cup of tea one evening at Stella’s place I asked her about her family. We had discussed a lot, about various things, but never really about her family. She fell quiet for a minute or two, sighed and said, “It’s a long story…” Was I imagining a momentary dazed look in her eyes? If I was not, then she was quick enough to veil it behind an intelligent firm expression on her face. A long pause after that left me wondering what to say next. I tried giving her a look ...
It seems to me that I have a side I've just discovered: I didn't know I had a blog in the Literature Network ¬¬ so it must have been my other 'I'.. Anyway, as we say in Catalan: 'quants més serem, més riurem!!' ^_^ Welcome! If someone wants to practice some Spanish, visit my real 'I' at Los Recovecos De Mi Mente ^^ PS: I've to check the translation of the Cat. sentence in English..
American historian, poet and author Carla Sandburg said, “Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.” For those of us that write it, it is the deepest expression of the soul, and for those that read it, it is a reflection of infinite thoughts bundled up in unique language then freely given.
Stella 27, a journalist also works as a social activist supporting women's rights and fighting against sexual harassment and assault on women. She's happy the way she is, single, lives alone in an apartment, does not plan to marry. I met her at a gathering, a friend introduced us and gradually we became friends, very good friends infact. She invited me to the meetings her group had, i found her to be an amazing orator, a strong woman and her words were such that they'd leave you thinking forever. ...
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