There are almost no images of the great changes in my life. When your in the middle, there is no time to step back and pause. I disconnect. In May I visited Amsterdam to empty my house and throw away most of the things I hadn't taken to Spain. I saw friends. I went to the beach. And after the garbage trucks left, I flew back to Madrid.
There is always more, unrecorded.
For the fist time I'm trying to have plants.
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