I’m in Istanbul, Turkey!

Life…isn’t it just beautiful? There is this kind man at the beginning opening the door for you, then letting you free.

Letting you decide where you want to go, with who and why. How and when you’re getting there depends on how good of a cartographer are you, because nobody is giving you a map for your journey…and even if they try to, you shouldn’t take it, because only you can know for sure whether you do have to make a turn at some point or not.

And what is life without love? A love that can’t be expressed only through a fugitive “I love you”, but through things that have no voice on their own. Here I’ve learned that you don’t need to speak the same language in order to speak humanity and love, in order to feel something… My dear friend from Portugal wrote me a postcard in Portuguese and even though I only understand “Ola” and my name, I feel the love those letters that form unknown words, for me, express.

Life is all about love. Love yourself and everything that surrounds you in order to love your life.

Kisses,

Corina