I've been lucky enough to have the opportunity to travel a bit. I've met people from all over the world: interesting, authentic, special people.

Sometimes (like today) my hormones betray me and I get in some sort of "zone" where I'm more sensible than usual (ufff imagine that!). I feel melancholic, almost sad.

Today I'm supposed to study for a very important German test I have tomorrow, but I can't concentrate. My head has been invaded by all kinds of memories, memories shared with so many special people, people who have made me who I am today: they've given me so much, but it's been ages since I last contacted them. For that, I'm sorry.

We go through life constantly crossing paths with other people, sharing moments, experiences...sharing ourselves. It's what makes life worth living: the people around us. People that help, push, love, tease, fight, talk, kiss, scream, dance, party, cry, listen, study, travel with you. They change your life without even noticing it. They always leave something behind. Something very valuable, because when life gets rough you can lose everything you have: but not memories... those are yours, only yours, forever.

To all the people I have ever met in my life, thank you. I can honestly say I'm very grateful and have no enemies, resentment or regret.