8:30 a.m. Motorway, a beautiful sunny summer morning. A year almost coming to an end. A difficult year, sad, supportive, with small gains, a lot of dialogue, unexpected encounters and invaluable (Eat sushi, no doubt about it), joys and memories that we treasure, strength to bear what is coming, hope (enormÃsima, unlimited) that will be fine. I headed for my new job. The joy sometimes not so bright as it should. We must learn to comply with these little flashes. I smile and duration of the song, I'm really happy.
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