Today was a Fairy Tale...

     You Know, I believe that in each trip we do, we make descoveries. Not just about us, but also about people that come with us.          

     We find out new  habits , we get enchanted with some actions. In a trip, we have the oportunity to know the best and the worst of each person, what can be boring and annoying or maybe fun and interesting.         

       Sometimes we meet different people. With some of them we get on very well since first sight, on the other hand, with some other, not even in second or third sight. The best thing for being in another country is that no matter what you do or how embaressed you get, there’ll be always that sentence to save you: “Oh, sorry, I’m not from here...”. This is a fact!        

     Coming back home ends up becoming something weird, because we know that we haven’t been here for fifteen days, but it just doesn’t seem real. And then, when we see the pictures to prove to ourselves that it was, it seems that everything happened a long time ago.           

     Sometimes I wish I could turn back time and live it all again like it’s the first time. Be surprised like I never did before, say again everything I said, laugh, take pictures, well, feel the same thing twice.         

     However, I wonder why we never feel the same twice and I made a conclusion: because it’s just impossible. No matter how happy you are or how messed up you’re feeling, it won’t happen again. Life is too short for we repeat the same experience. Besides, the feelings grow up with us, so it’s also always changing. Each time is gonna be different. We gotta try every feeling our brain wants to show us.         

     It’s incredible how it Works. Our brain can make us feel so happy sometimes and then, later, you feel like life is not that good. But I don’t think it’s purposeful, it just wants to let us choose our own ways, and let us know how every feeling is like.

All of this is really weird, but, at least, it’s a magic moment that's worth.