Good Morning Barcelona***

My story starts some months ago, when I’d got to know I had “everything” expired… included my passport. After two times of unsuccessful attempts. Last tuesday morning I did it. I had to wake up at obscene hours, after a “drinks” night, to be at a line and get my ticket to renew my “everything” at the consulate. Finally I could do my thing but at 11h I was exhausted… I had a coffee but it wasn’t enough… When everybody was saying “Good Morning Barcelona” I was wishing to be in my bed… but I had to work then.

Then at work I didn’t have an easy day, but that’s another story…  Last tuesday I’d learnt to trust my intuitions, that some people shouldn’t deserve ur attention and that family is and always will be the most important.


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