I have found what I’ve been searching for: a home of my own, a little world built by us and a new beginning. Here, I can be anything I want and I can give my best without second questions. I can dream all day long on my small balcony surrounded by the scent of lime, hidden from the sun in the quiet of the neighborhood. There I think about what colors I should paint the walls and the stylish paintings I’ll hang up there, about the perfect sofa we’re trying to find because the one we have is old and not quite comfortable or about the TV he insists on buying although I don’t want it, but now there’s two of us and I like that. I love us.
It’s nice to have a purpose, other than yourself. Taking big chances brings big rewards and risking it all once again seems like the best bet.
