My Imagination will make that moment live...

Lisboa, 12 de Janeiro 2008


Being back after 3 month of absence and excitement has left its thorns, the sun is still shining in the same light, with the same force, the clouds are still absent, the river still indulges us with its nostalgic melodies, the time still stands still here in the far west.

The sounds can be heard, you can hear your own breath, you can hear your footsteps, you can here the tic-tac of your watch, you can sit down and think, your eyes can see beauty 24 hours a day, you can wander back in time, you can stare at the ocean as long as you want, you can let the sand rinse through your fingers, you can travel from beach to beach, from coast to coast from adventure to adventure- yet in the end- you’ll find yourself exactly at the same corner of your house, at the same street, you’ll find that no one wants to see the million pages you’ve written, no one really wants to listen to your thousand adventures you’ve lived. No one is really trying to change things, time stands still- basta.
The future is part of the other countries, the rapid development as well.
New ideas? There are many.
Amazing thinkers? A thousand.
Creativity? Is the city’s’ breath.

As much as I love this city, as much as I love my friends here as much as I love the sunshine…I think it is time to return home for a while and evolve and gain roots or to continue and explore and maybe go to Madrid, Barcelona or finally Paris.

There is one thing that I really learned to appreciate. The ease of getting a job I like and love, the ease of fascinating people- the gift of mine to amaze to get things going- I believe there was a reason why I am always there when things begin. Why I am always there when it is time to create something, to believe and to concentrate my energy and that of the people around me in order to give birth to something big.
No matter the challenge- I take it.


But, what now?
Now I have found somebody who loves the same things as I do: he loves to write, his curiosity drives him to find answers, he loves the outdoors, he loves Hamburg, he loves games, he loves Lisboa, he loves to travel, he loves Portugal. He somehow came to love me- and I believe he has taken my heart for a reason- even though he says that he’d be at my site no matter what. He won’t let me go- I am free to do whatever I want and he supports me.

Is this the right time though? Who knows?

I have finished a big phase of my life- no more studying…yet I have left so much behind…my friends and my life in London…my life in Lisboa and now am on the urge to return to my roots and for once,- maybe start a life back home. Why not?

I never thought I would. But, what if it was possible to have everything? Not to give up my home in Lisboa and maybe to spent 3 month out of 12 here in the city I love and the rest in Hamburg-Paris-London!? If I’d work hard enough- if My-Mojo was successful- maybe all of this is possible...