I've been sneacking into some blogs, after I found out that there were no new posts on the only blog I read; so, I kind of found myself eager to write things down here, but now I'm just with empty hands writing what comes out of my mind...
Since I was a child, I've liked to read. I always find amazing worlds on the other side of the pages that I turn on and on, but I've never thought of myself as a creator of those stories. Now that I'm growing older, even when this older just exceeds a quarter of a century, I come to the idea that writing, or better being able to write, must be a nice thing to do... nevertheless let's let the time flow until I find something to write about.