I had the idea of starting a blog when I was in my second job here in Canada (yes, “second” cause I work in two different places like Julius from “everybody hates Chris”). A very tiring day was coming to and end when I, my vacuum and the true crime podcast playing in my AirPods aligned like the planets do sometimes. The case in question included a woman who had a blog posting daily about her routine and family.
Yes, I wanted to tell stories like these too. No, this has nothing to do with the next 40min in that episode.
Geez… I feel like it ain’t possible to talk about this in a less morbid way!
There’s nothing pleasant to say about the podcast, can’t even write a poetic excerpt adorning the reason why this idea appeared in my head. I do have conscious that this is not even close of a pretty intro, a ‘preface’ someone would put on a bestseller, or whatever… but it was what and how truly happened.
Yeah… my head works pretty much like this: a flood of randomness in the most inopportune times.
(I feel like I’m talking too much) So, briefly, this post will end in one place only, the conclusion that if you like people who may talk your ear off about multiple unrelated topics, brave enough to quit a job, throw everything up in the air, and just leave to another country to live abroad, that also happens to likes pet’s memes and book’s quotes, you can hit the “follow” button. This is me and I think you may like what I have to say.
(Also, I added this gif and I don’t know how to take it off. Anyways, this is very accurate portrait of me)












