Somewhere I read that home is where the heart is... Most of the times the only way I can get through the day is by picturing myself with Mariana and our pets lying in the grass of some park over Ottawa. When your so called best friend tells you you are only dreaming, when the people who are supossed to suport you only tells you that what you want it's never gonna happen, it's a little strange to keep up in your dreams. Well, the fact is that, no matter what, even with my life in a static status, with no real vision on the future, the only thing that is right is my self-confidence that someday Mariana and I would reach the life we were supposed to live since a long time ago. Maybe it will be Canada, maybe another country or just in another part of Mexico, but surely faraway from this city that, besides everything, I still love. I am happy with my girl, she may be the most important reason of my happiness. And I love her...
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Este mugrero no sería lo mismo sin ustedes dos, aunque al igual que tú, espero algún día poder irme de aquí con mi Sara.
Ah, mi muchacho, pues planeemos una migración grupal, cómo ves? estoy seguro que a Mariana, como a mí, le encantaría, sobre todo con dos grandes amigos como ustedes =) de hecho alguna vez lo platicamos...
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