I feel ants? They peck me more than they bite. Aargh, oh no, I understand, they cut me, they form a long column, they are more and more numerous, the snakes disappeared as by magic, no I was too concerned about the ants, they slice me, they prevail me with them to their palaces, they have to feed good their larvae ...
Where am I here, why is it so dark? Oh no, I feel a presence, I see two lights here, I do not understand, a giant ant, the queen, but how? I am so small, she turns around and shows me his hindquarters, I'm not well, I am an ... I am an ant, I ... I see my legs, what are all these smells? My antennas that guide me, I do not know why, but something tells me that I spend a tough time, Maldoror! I walk on, I go up, I hug her, she turns around, grabs my head and sglurps.
Back to reality after all this, even as an assistant architect at WKGI London is not the easiest. No more death in view, quiet time, too quiet for my taste, I love my job and I try to ignore the boredom that, after hours of work, it kills me ... slowly.
Almost two years, and I can not make me real friends, so I will not mention the idea of an ongoing relationship, no nothing, I have nothing to regret.
I can not wait to get my scholarship to go and prepare my DPLG degree in architecture in Spain.
If I have time I will visit many Turkey, Greece and Italy this summer.
Here I am, I left the UK, I loop through Istanbul, Athens, Epidaurus, Mycenae, Napoli, Roma, Firenze, Venezia, Milano. Never before have I seen so many wonders in such a short time, one of the seven of the ancient world. A feast for the eyes and imagination, I rub shoulders with Scheherazade, Aladdin, Ulysses, Alexander, Caesar, Marco Polo, Leonardo and Michael Angelo, I am delighted. And for once, nothing bad happens to me, real holiday, oh sun!
Yet this despot of heaven makes me definitely no luck. I am telling you.
When I arrived in Valencia, I decided to stop treating my ulcerated lesions after four years of swallowing a creamy patch and a pill anti-I-don't-know-too-what, my last endoscopy they were almost all reduced. So basta, finito, finally to me good food, no more restrictive and strict diet, even beer is too willing for me, here where every night, people are relaxing in the tavern with una buena cerveza, ye, que tal ? Although muy bien. Well I dream a little, I must be careful not to relapse, but for sure I do not want anymore to swallow this disgusting medication.
Well I've had two mishaps that alerted me and knowledgeable about the fact that this treatment has poisoned my blood and developed an allergy to the sun.
The first time, I was taking a shower, take one implies being naked, and it is of course a habit, then why suddenly I lost the vision?