Future

When i was just a child there was no such thing as a future. All I cared about was the present. Living the very moment of each day.

Then i started to get concious of the past and the near future. What happened, what was going to happen if i did this or i didnt. The future after an action. The result of my choices…but my sight didnt get very far. Maybe 1 or 2 years ahead.

I did take some risks in the past, without really knowing what they trully meant in that moment, without really understanding how those choices were going to make me take the paths I’ve now taken. Some doors cannot be closed after a certain time as some ways cannot be undone.

I’m now standing at the point where i’m realising that some of the choices i’ve made have put me where i am now. There is no return as one cannot un-burn a match. Once it’s done, it’s done. For good or for bad, one has to live with it.

I’m now realising more and more about the long term consequences of my actions. Not just 1 or 2 years away from now, but maybe 10 or 20 years. And this scares me. What i do now will put me where i’ll stand tomorrow. The choices cannot be taken without thinking at least a bit. Time runs fast and the time when “ah, it doesnt matter…we’re still young” is comming close to an end. I can feel it, breathing next to me. That time when “no matter what one did, it was alright because there was plenty of time ahead” is about to finish, and the actions we make now, the paths we take, will set our journey to the future.

Anything is still possible, but the feeling of no way back is very present. I have to play my cards wisely, because the deck is getting smaller as time passes by, and sooner or later, i will have to play my last cards.

As poker players, i will have to start playing with someoneelse’s cards rather than mine.

The bottom line of all this is: Now that i still can, I gotta get my game moving, set my strategy to get to where I want, what i want and how i want. the sooner the better.

I’m starting to give shape to what i want. It’s just a feeling now, growing inside me slowly. Its now only a flame, but i gotta make it bigger and bigger. Make it a burning desire to get what i want until there is no other option but to get it. A straight vision of will to what its now blurry in my sight.

I feel anxious, big expectations of something i dont even know. Something big is about to come. That’s how i feel now. I’m wondering what the near future will bring me that will set my long term future. I cannot wait, and rather than just standing here and now, i feel the urge to start running…but where?

I picture myself now standing in a flat soil. Lights are out and i feel the light is gonna turn on any second. I’m getting myself ready to get a new start. It’s all in my head now. Everything’s black and one cannot see anything. The place is full of hopes, but nothing is real yet. I know i cannot just start running and decide, make my mind on the way or change directions as i go. I need to turn the light on first and be ready to thinki twice, see the pros&cons of where i head to because nothing is black and white anymore, and some choices are not as easy as they seem.

Whatever the choice I make, i’ll have to stick with it for some time, try my best to make it work and not just try and let go, because time run fast and the deck is getting smaller and smaller with every sunrise.

business is business

Today i have realized what this sentence means: Business is business. no hard feelings. It’s just business.

As sad as it may sound, i totally understand it and I have realized that sometimes one has to look for his own well being and be an egoist motherfucker. No hard feelings. It’s just business.

I’ve been working in this job for a bit longer than a year. My first “real” job. I was putting all my effort and hopes, willingness and dreams in it. It all started off well as when you fall madly in love with something or someone: Everything’s perfect, it’s all advantages and there is no way things can be better. After 6 months, things start to not look so great. One or two “bad episodes” happen and you start to realize that maybe is not as great as you thought on the first place…but still, you like the job, enjoy the people, and well, you’re getting paid, so ok. A year after this, you start thinking and trying to make things your way and not just “the way is supposed to”, you start wondering why this is this way and not the other one, you start asking questions and you get to know how the job is: Advantages and also disadvantages. Still, you trust the company and the people who are in charge, so you keep on.

Its going to be almost 3 months since i passed my 1st year. 2 weeks ago i really understood how my job is. 2 weeks ago, this crisis that everyone’s knows about and that is all over the news hit on my company. 2 of my fellow coworkers were fired. A drastic measure to cope with the year’s forecast. They were fired 4 hours after they were told the company was going through a bad moment and some of the people would have to leave in order to let the company survive.

Today i’ve realized it was just business. No hard feelings. Numbers and results is everything that counts in business. As cold as it sound, a simple as a math result.

Today i’ve realised that the same way any company looks for its interests and the best way to survive and make profit, I have to do the same. If i can get more money in some other place, i should do so. No hard feelings. It’s just business. If i think i’m not getting the money i should, i have to speak it out. Make my point and get more.

If i put all my hopes and effort in company “A” and i get, let’s say 100, and there is a company B where putting all my hopes and effort will make me earn 300…which one should i choose? Well, numbers are numbers.

It’s not all about money, of course. The work itself has to be attractive and challenging. The people you work with also make a big difference. But in same conditions of people and work…i dont think there should be such thing as “loyalty” to the company. Not now. Not today that i’ve realized that the company will not show any loyalty back. It’s normal. That’s the way things go in business. If you dont like it, dont get into it.

As long as you do your job and make the company make his money, you’ll keep the job. If the company depends on you, you’ll keep the job. If none of the previous premises are true, the company will “let you go”. That’s business.

Right here & Right now

Some months ago, my sister did a intelligence test on me and the results were revealing. One of the things she said was that i had a bad memory. I agreed.

I tend to write down what i have to do so i dont have to remember it.

I think i read it somewhere: The best way to do anything was focusing 100% on what you were doing in that very moment without distracting yourself in any other thing. It is hard to get things done if you’re thinking about what happened last week or what you have to do tomorrow or the next week.

I stopped writing down what i had to, and my memory is getting lazy…so i find myself sometimes taking this “focus on what you are doing right now” idea to the extrem. And it’s becoming a bit of a problem sometimes. I dont like to keep my mind busy with things that are not what i have to do in each moment, and im having some trouble planning things ahead. I do things as they come, I live today and right now as if it was the only important thing.

I feel im loosing the big picture. I enjoy more or less what i do, but i am unable to plan ahead. This doesnt worry me since i know i will be able to get whatever comes done, but it bothers me somehow.

I guess this is one of the downsides of being totally ok with everything. Or almost anything. If it rains, im ok. If i have to go here, its ok. If instead i have to go there, its still ok. I dont care much ‘cos i know i will be fine anywhere.

I lost a bit of motivation, ambition, willingness to do stuff. I’ve been like this for a few weeks now and im trying to figure out why. Lack of interest for things, people, situations…i just dont care. The fact that nothing bothers me, bothers me. Im not feeling confortable and i need to be willing to do something. Something i really enjoy doing. Doing things for myself, things i like, things i want to…But right now, im not. I dont find myself willing to do things just because i feel like. I do things because i have to, im supposed to or because someone told me i should. I’m letting other people guide me and take me anywhere. I follow them as long as i feel like, with no special interest or purpose.

My mind is blank. Like a new sheet of paper. Totally white. I dont care if people write on it. I dont care if people draw whatever they feel like. I’m alright with it. I basically feel ok with anything, ‘cos i still think i can always take a new sheet of paper and start writing whatever i want. The past will mean nothing. Whatever i feel like i will be able to write…but what do i want? Haha. The eternal question. What do i need? Right now, to be honest, i’d say nothing. I’m ok with what i have. And if i sometimes feel i’d like a change, my inner motivation is not strong enough to get me out of my present state.

I’m sure of what i dont want, but if i ask myself right here & right now: What do i want?…I dont know.

Crystal clear

This post is a follow up of the one i did before. I have started walking in this direction not so long ago and i want to figure out where will this path take me and whether it’ll get me any closer to my goal in this life or not.

The point i want to make in this post is that sometimes people talk and talk about things without making any clear statement about what they’re really talking about, and this can become a barrier of communication sometimes. I’ve seen this a lot in business and also in human relations. I do it too sometimes: Not to give a clear response to what I think about a subject because it might be too raw, too cruel or as people say sometimes “politically incorrect”.

This type of direct questions and answers i’m refering to cannot be put into practice just with anyone, because of the society we live in and how it is structured. We (and i include myself in all this thought) tend to tell white lies sometimes or unclear answers not to be too rude or sound too cruel sometimes. Not to define what we really and trully want to say. This leads to misunderstandings and unconfortable situations in the future that could had been avoided if another speech had been used at the right time.

I’m talking about being crystal clear about what one thinks or says when talking about a subject. Im not saying everything has to be white or black, yes or no. I believe there is a rainbow of different answers one can choose from depending of his way of looking at the world. Depending on one’s reality a situation can be one way or the other, but there is always an accurate way to define it.

There are times when it’s better to call a thing or a situation by it’s name. No double meanings or fuzzy answers. A crystal clear speech. If for example, you have a bottle of milk in your hands and someone asks you about what you are holding, an accurate answer would be “a bottle of milk”. No doubts about it. No possible way of misunderstanding. If on the other hand you say “something white that i like to drink”. Still is an answer but it leads to confusion and not knowing what one is really holding. Im not saying this is not a good answer. Im just saying that there is a much simple way to answer the question, also correct, that is more precise and leaves no place for wrong interpretations. It’s simple, does the work and also saves time.

The majority of situations in life are much more complicated than holding a bottle of milk i know, but there is always a way to find the exact words to describe what the situation is, how did one got there and what should one do afterwards. A simple way to describe facts. A direct and honest way to describe the reality around oneself that leaves no doubt about where one stands.

Im starting to apply this to my own thoughts and behaviours with myself and those around me.

Shared Love

Once i was asked this question:

Can a person be in love with 2 others at the same time?  My answer at that time was maybe, but now i think it is not possible. There can only be just one at a time. One can like very much many people, but only love one at a time.

This is just a starting point of what i want to think about today: relationships and respect. Why do people cheat on their couples? I dont get it. I can understand when one person cheats on another once or even twice during a long period relationship. The persons, the circumstances…i can take all that shit that people say to take their responsability away and keep their concious clean. But what i cant stand is people who constantly cheat on their boyfriend or girlfriend. What`s the point of it? i really cannot understand this behaviour.

It gets on my nerves when i see that and i totally lose the respect for these people. Why would one cheat on his/her couple and still be together? How can they stand staying together? How can they keep on talking to them without avoiding not looking straight to the eyes, knowing what they`ve done? Why dont they just break up?

One has to be a heartless coward not to break up. To do the right thing and stop lying to oneself and the others. Be brave enough to quit and let the other go. Dont get me wrong. I have no problems at all with promiscuous people. I just dont like promiscuous people who are in a relationship with another.

Whats the point of sleeping with others and keep on being with another person? Security? A feeling of acceptance? A way not to feel alone?

The few times i have been in relationships i`ve never cheated. Im not saying i wouldnt in the future, i can not know that now. But one thing is for sure: if i cheated continuously to my couple, i would break up inmediately because i couldnt stand the situation. it would be ridiculous from my point of view to pretend im in love with someone if my actions wouldnt follow my words.

If i am with someone, it`s because i think i`ll be better than by myself. Maybe that`s one of the reasons why i havent had so many relations, because i am very confortable with myself in general and my way of life and beating that is pretty difficult. The person would have to be damn good to change my　lifestyle and make it better. Make me feel so special that i wouldnt care changing my way of living. A person worth my attention, time and effort…and would i cheat on that person if i really respected her? if i really loved her? I dont think so.

If i am with someone, she has to complete me in a way. I wouldnt be with someone just to be in company and not feel alone. If i needed company, i would get a friend, not a couple. They`re different things.　People that are in a relationship just not to be alone and not to feel lonely should break up today and start living a life by themselves. Getting to know themselves, understanding their emotions and being alright with who they are and how they are first. And then get into a relationship if thats really what they want.

If you`re gonna be with someone because of any reason, respect yourself and the other and dont cheat. And if you`re gonna do it, its better to break up, be free and as promiscuous as you can be. It`ll be better for everyone and specially for you since you will be free to do as you please, wont have to regret anything, have second thoughts or feel bad about anything  you do or dont with whomever you feel like.

Well, to sum up and wrap up this thought: Be consequent with yourself. If you`re with someone because you want to, stay with that someone. If not, just dont get involved and remain free.

Sweet

I have to admit i’m living a sweet moment in my life these days. Yes, there are ups and downs, some dissapointments here and there, but on the overall, i can honestly say my life is better than 6 months ago. Much better.

I “finally” found a place to call home. I place where i feel safe and confortable. A housemate with whom i share similar interests and many points of view. Still we are quite different, so there are many things to talk about. This keeps things alive. This and the people who are coming and going in and out all the time.

Yesterday we had no guests and it felt like a strange situation since we’ve been having people at home everyday for the past month or so. Always someone new, always something different to do…

So i spent the evening sitting alone in the terrace, looking at the parks of the neighborhood, enjoing the sunset and the last good days of summer. I was calmed and thought about how my life was and i had to admit i was living a sweet moment in my life these days.

Quote

Yesterday is but a dream

and tomorrow is only a vision

but today well lived

makes every yesterday a dream of happiness

and every tomorrow a vision of hope.

Truth that hurts

Would you rather live happy without knowing the reality around you or would you want to know it even if it hurts you?

It depends on my state of mind. In general i rather know that not know no matter how hard/shocking that reality might be. I think i can take almost anything.

Sometimes i think knowing something wont do me any good and its rather better to not know it, but if after a while i end up knowing it, i feel stupid for having lived in a lie. A happy person that didnt know what was going on around him. I find it rather sad.

I dont think that getting hurt for knowing something is bad. I rather live unhappy in truth than happy in lies. In general i think that the more you know, the closer you are to your reality, and the decisions you make will be more coherent with the real reality.

But what is reality? Is the world like it is or is it how we see it? What part do we see? Why do we see that and not another one? How do we shape our world? Can knowing all the possible facts help you make the right choices? What is the goal here?: Being happy or being happy accepting the reality around oneself?

I think anyone can be happy. You could be more or less happy depending on your acceptance with what’s around you. Happiness start right after sadness. If i could put those two feelings in a straight line, sadness would go from one side of the line, where the “value” of the feeling would be at its max, and then decreasing until a very small amount of sadness. Then a small amount of happiness would come and would keep on rising until complete happiness.

I think anyone can be happy. It just depends on where one is in this line from 100% sad to 100% happy. I want to be close to the 100% happy side, and one of the things i consider the most important is knowing the facts. The truth. The reality as raw as possible. If one can be happy knowing and accepting the reality as it its, without lying to oneself, without making up side stories to give more sense to the parts that dont match with one’s view of the world, then i think that one person is close to complete happiness. A complete acceptance of facts, being truly ok with them, understanding them and sharing them with others.

I cannot say that today i am as happy as i could be. I still have some stories running around my mind these days to cheat myself, making some time for myself until i can accept the reality that is happening to me as I write these lines.

I need some time to cope with the lies i’ve been telling myself lately and accept the reality as it really is and not as i’d like it to be.

The best things in life are free

This was part of the lyrics of a song i heard on the radio.  I heard it and started thinking about it, and somehow i agree, but partially.  I believe the best things in life are the moments you live with or without people. To get to these moments, to build up the perfect situation, timing is a must, but some money too. Not much, but some. At the end, the best moments have a little extra something that cannot be paid with money.

Is like the mastercard commercial. You can buy stuff and do things or go to places, but the best moments are something one can’t buy. Its a sensation. When you find yourself into ithem, you say to yourself “Shit, i love this”

This weekend i went surfing to the north of spain. Well, surfing might sound like i actually KNEW how to do it, but it was my first contact with a surf board, so i pretty much struggled to get the waves… I went camping with some people and also met some others. One night we were having a barbecue, all together, having so much fun…one of those moments-to-remember happened. I think we were all synchronized. Very good mood, doing whatever we felt like, when we felt like…the perfect people in the perfect place…freedom of will.

The night was great, the camping was by the sea, cooking under the stars…just perfect. I thought about the situation for a moment and said to myself this couldnt get any better. I will definedly remember it for quite a while.

So, this might be too risky to ask, but i’d like to hear from you people who are reading this post if any of these moments have happened to you lately. It might be going out with your friends, or just sitting in the backyard doing nothing…i dont know. But it would find it very nice if you could share a little bit of your thought with me.

The glass bottle

Here goes a story i read today. It made an impression on me and I want to share with you:

A teacher in front of his philosophy class, without saying a word, took a big glass bottle and filled it up with golf balls. Afterwards he ask the students if they thought the bottle was full to which they said yes. The teacher took a box full of beads and emptied in the bottle. The beads filled up the spaces between the golf balls. The teacher asked again his students if the bottle was full, and they said yes again.

After he had done this, he took another box, this time full of sand, and again, he poored it inside the bottle. The sand filled up the remaining spaces between the golf balls and the beads. He asked again to his students if they thought the bottle was full, and they answered ‘YES’. At the end, he took to cups of coffee and emptied them inside the bottle while the students started laughing.

When the laugh stopped, the teacher said:

‘I want you to take a close look to the bottle. It represents life. The golf balls are the important things in life such as your family, kids, health, friends, love, things that you are passionate about. They are things that, even if you lost the rest and you only that them, your life would still be full. The beads represent the rest of things in life that are important like work, the house, the car…and the sand is the little things’

‘If we filled up the bottle with the sand first, there would be no place left for the beads nor for the golf balls. The same thing happens in life. If we spent all our time and energy in little things, we would never have place for the real important things. Pay attention to the things that are more important for your happiness. Go out to dinner with your couple, play with your kids, give yourself time to go to the doctor, do some sport, enjoy your hobbies…’

‘There will always be time to clean the house, to repair the water tub. Take care of the golf balls first, take care of the real important things. Make yourself a list of priorities, because the rest is just sand’

One of the students raised up his hand and asked what did the coffee represent. The teacher smiled and said:

‘Im very happy that you ask me that!. The coffee is just to show you that even when you think your life is completly full, there is always a place to take 2 cups of coffee with a friend’

Hosting a stranger

Its been already 2 months since i moved in to a my house with my friend Rafa. The first one i pretty much spent it on settling down my stuff, making myself at home. After we had the house almost set, we started hosting people from CS and HC. Its a very good idea to bring people with a common interest: Travelling.

The guests get a place to rest and leave their stuff while visiting a city and also a first hand look at the culture through his host. He/she gets a different perspective of the country. I think its much better than just buying a travel book and walking by yourself. The first benefit for the guest is quite obvious: It’s cheaper to stay in a house than renting a flat or staying in a hotel. For me, there is a better benefit with more value than just to save some euros: Interact with other people and share their way of living and thinking.

On the other hand, i was asking myself about the benefits of the hosts. Why would anyone would let a total stranger into his/her house. How can people trust a stranger and open the doors of his/house wide open? Why would people do something like this? What’s in it for them?

I thought about it last weekend. What’s in it for me? How can I trust a person just by reading a few lines in a brief email sent a couple of days earlier or even the same day? Some people have told me it’s dangerous, that i could get stolen, that i could have problems…but i still do it ‘cos i disagree.

What’s in it for me?: Experiences. I love listening to stories of travellers. I like anecdotes and short stories every traveller has experienced in his/her journey. I enjoy being around people with an attitude to discover new stuff, looking for adventure and not afraid of trying new stuff. That’s what travelling is all about for me: Trying new stuff for the first time: Food, tools, ways of doing things…there are so many ways to do the same stuff, one must be the best for you. You listen to their stories, you try “their way” of doing things…You take it or leave it as you wish. You build yourself as you wish.

One cant always be travelling the whole time and letting travellers into your life is another way to travel without moving. You get the first hand experience of someone who has lived what he’s telling. You listen to the main character of the story and not “a friend of a friend of this person i know once went to…”.

The stories are so interesting sometimes it would sound like a lie if it wasnt because you trust the person who is telling the story.

I love storytellers. I like travellers because of what they have lived, what they have to share and what they expect out of the trip.

So to sum up: Why do i like hosting people? What do i get?

Stories, life experiences and sometimes an everlasting friendship.

Nightmare

Its 2h28 and im up. I just had a nightmare.

I woke up with my own voice crying “HELP”.

Its very strange,  but it has happened. I cant remember when was the last time i had one. Maybe 3-5 years ago…i dont know. As any dream/nightmare, it was an apparently random series of events that ended up with me in a hotel, opening the manager’s office door in front of the reception, trying to get the people’s attention because i saw a man that just stabbed another person.

It all started at home, we were hosting 5 or 6 people, but when were talking with them, suddenly they were like 12 french. I started to wonder why there were so many and they were people that just showed up without saying anything in advance. It was already 2 am and we couldnt just let them out, so we told them they could stay but just 1 night. Things started to get a bit out of control.

Then, i had to go somewhere with the car, and a woman got into the backseat. She was talking the whole time with her cell phone, and when we got to this hotel, i realized she jumped in because she though i was driving a taxi… but my car was black. She left the car while talking and i thought…nevermind, it’s on the way i was going.

Then i had to pick up a friend from the hotel. Got into the parking with the car and tried to look for the entrance. I stepped out and walked around. Somehow it looked familiar. It wasnt the first time i was there. There were some strange luggage carts hanging from the ceiling and i jumped into one of them, playing around. Then i realised it was not the way i was supposed to go, and i went back to the car.

The car was parked in a different position. It had all the doors open. The back of the car was different. It was a different car, but looked very similar to mine. Out of the darkenss of the parking, i could see a man, sittin in the back trunk of his car, facing the wall and sitting still. I got into the car and closed 2 doors. On the back seat there was a huge ball of plastic tape. I took it and thew it away, telling the man it wasnt mine. Started driving and closed the rest of the doors.

Then a scene of someone putting a paper sheet on the driver’s seat, under the thing were you rest your head. The paper had a date and it was used to take the sweat of whoever was driving for some reason. Somebody had changed the papers and the dates were not right. “Not good. Something’s wrong here and i’m about to figure it out i thoght”

In the next flash, i was walking along a corridor inside the hotel. Between the people in the hall, i could recognize the woman who jumped into my car. She was looking herself at the mirror. She had long black hair. I started to feel unconfortable. A had a weird sensation. I was looking for my friend but i couldnt find him. I looked to the right and there was the hotel reception. Then looked to the left and there was an office with the door slightly open. I could see a man sitting on a chair, but not completly, so i pushed the door to get in. The man was sitting with his arms hanging loose and his head on the table. He’s dead i thought. Then, i looked up and next to him there was another man. He was dressed with a black suit, as if he was with the hotel uniform. He had just finished putting down the other man’s head on the table. I was surprised and started walking backwards. I tried to call for help, but my voice wouldnt come out. I tried again harder, shouting for help. And no sound came out of my throat. I tried a third time, and finaly, a weak “Help” came out.

I woke up hearing myself shouting “help”, and i was shocked. I had to go out to the terrace and drink some water to calm down. The night was still and the only sound was the repetitive song of the crickets. All was in complete quiet. I was trying to analize the dream and why i dreamt what i dreamt. I figured some stuff out from what’s happening in my life, and for what i have to do, but the end of the nightmare keeps me wondering. And the wondering keeps me awake. It’s 2h53 and i should go back to sleep.

All these thoughts, all this situations without apparent conetion makes me feel as if i was watching some David Lynch’s movie like mulholand drive. I didnt get the ending and kept me wondering for a while…

Im tired. I better get back to bed.

Competitive people

Am I a competitive person? Some people say so, and eventhough sometimes i think the same, i wouldnt use the term “competitive” to describe one part of my personality but more “self improvement feeling”.

I do like to strength my weakness, to get better day by day in every possible aspect of my life. When i am with other people, i see in them things i think i lack of and the feeling of “if he/she can do it, why not me too?” comes up naturally. This is not just talking about sports or doing stuff like cooking or playing, but also in other levels.

If i am around a person who is very extroverted and like his attitude towards life, i want to get some of that, improve that part of me to become more like the other person, and then make it part of me in my own way.

That’s how i’ve became the way i am today. I have become along the years a much more spontaneous, active and extroverted person than i was before. And i think it’s good.

If i see something in a person that i like and that maybe i dont have, i take it and make it part of me. At the same time if i see something i dont like about a person and realise i am the same way, i try to get rid of it. I guess that the way it goes is something like this:

-Hey, i like/hate the way he/she does this or that

-Am I like that? Could i be like that? Would i like to be like that? what can i do to make things the way i would like them to be?

I know it sound very much like programming conditions, but i believe that in a subconcious level, we all make these sort of yes/no self-questions to choose in daily situations. People just havent really stopped to think and written down how their decission making system works.

Its obvious that if you like a person, the personality, the attitude… you spend more time together and at the end, both people tend to act alike, because they have both “improved” themselves taking and leaving the things they liked and disliked from each other.

So, am I competitive? somewhat. But its my aim to be better. A competition with myself between the person i am today and the person i want to be tomorrow.

August Postcards

The month is about to finish and I feel September already waiting to get started. I havent done much, or at least it hasnt felt like it. I have travelled a bit and sent a few postcards to people, which is always good. Writing postcards is a great thing people have stopped doing because of internet chats, sms and mostly emails.

Someone told me once that reading an email from someone is good, but its much better to receive a postcard. I totally agree with this, and so i try to write postcards to my friends whenever i’m away somewhere. Its a way to say “i’m thinking about you”, without having to buy expensive gifts or spending a lot of money. The postcard itself has a meaning whether it has a message or it’s just blank.

In these days where everyone is one sms away, no matter where you are in the world (as long as you have a good radio signal) a postcard means more than whatever it’s written. It means “i am taking some time to write you a few lines, because i appreciate you”, it means “i want to keep in contact and let you know where i am”, it means “i wish you were here with me now to share what i’m living”.

I think we should all practice more this great way of communication. Yes, it does take more time than an email, and sometimes you see the other person before the postcard, but as long as i know, nobody i’ve written a postcard to has ever told me to stop doing it. That must mean something…

As for me i LOVE to receive postcards, specially from places i havent been to yet. I am putting the ones i’ve received so far on the wall and i hope to get it all full of good memories from friends pretty soon. Full of thoghts and good vibes.

Lyrics

I was driving back to Madrid after a week to remember in barcelona and toulouse when i heard this song on the radio from a group called Velvet. I liked the lyrics, so here you go the whole video. Check it out.