several weeks I've been toying with the idea of \u200b\u200bclosing down this blog and create a new one.
A lot has happened in my life that seem to indicate that closes a cycle. The most recent, a few days ago my dog \u200b\u200bdied Puka. A tiny little body just ten kilos which I took for almost twelve years. Yes, that is, she adopted me.
If you speak of feeling that I had produced its loss would not be honest because I can not explain myself. I only know that looking at all hours for any part of the house, she too used to follow me everywhere ...
Do changes alone or do we? Perhaps the question should be is there a chance? Do we have written a fate?
During these years I thought I had found my place, new friends, new goals ... Now I'm back something lost, that's all. Sometimes I doubt whether this is "me" or was the last.
As I think and think about these and similar stories, my blog has been arrested. The time, in a sense, is something stopped. So far everything
advice seems to keep me where I stand, stomp the ground and follow all signs to see which direction signal.
And when I watch and pause This Blog has been stopped pending any decision "definitive" whether to shut down and starting a new one, like kids do when they return to school every new course, or continue typing further open new pages the pages that are written in the history of life.
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