some candy or baseball cards, sometimes just to sit on the steps and have a coke. Why is everything as it is? But it was Jeffy that changed all of that for. What should I do? People have their secret places, where they go to when they want to stay alone for some time. And, just like in my adolescence, I enjoy the company of unfamiliar random people, who appear in my life for several moments: in an airplane, in train, in a hitch, in a cafe. They tell me their stories and leaveand I carefully write them down.
The place is very cool and quiet, and it is ideal for reading, as I do some reflection about my future in education. Do you think it is a curse when you are isolated from the rest of the world, left face-to-face with yourself? My school worries, arguments with friends, unrequited first love, and even Mrs. On its top, an old warehouse stood. When I would return, our eyes would lock for the briefest instant, and I would think, she understands.