there is always something I'm interested in writing, but then I forget. These days are in Como (and province), the place where I spent the majority of my time. Yet I seem to have really lived in the last two or three years of life, it seems that I am born again at age 20.
The grandmother says he does not go to Berlin that Germany is cold, I get sick, that I will not find anything good. The grandmother suggested that he stay in the sure how, find a job near the lake and go to her farm for lunch. As long as she does not die. If you should ever die. My grandmother always says: If I should die, and never, when I die, because you think something that has no choice.
But I have no choice for her. I have to stay close to my family, I must help my mother who was abandoned! My life must follow the natural course and the natural course is here.
Unfortunately, Manuel is going to Berlin, to decide an unnatural life and deadly!
Questions are always the same, as heavy crates of potatoes on the chest. And with the university? But you speak German? You have found a home? How are you going?. These are the questions of who has the courage to go and do the same thing and then want to understand how it works. He wants to understand by someone who is experimenting, you're putting into play, people want the recipe for trouble and ready if it contains errors!
My hostel plurifornito is, my flight is strictly low cost, architecture, Berlin, lakes and woods in the area of \u200b\u200bTreptow, Berlin and are waiting for me.
'll be fine. Here's what I tell myself.
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