The hardest thing to face by my own and in public is the fact that I came back to my home country. Even if I dont see my move as a failure, but as a sentimental risk I stand by it. But I didn't foresee that most of the people will see me as an idiot or, in the best case as an eccentric. And in a country were "what the neighbor thinks" is the most important of all that might be a situation hard to digest. Nevertheless I have to stand, as the tarot fortune teller told me once, as a stone by my own right.
But I do still miss my Pedro.