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14 months. Or 1 year, 2 months and 2 days in Dominican Republic, or wonderland as many people tend to call this country. I think I am truly discovering myself here. I remember that in the childhood I wanted to be 1 day astronaut, another day – diver, another day – singer, another day – somebody else. I never had any single profession of a dream. I wanted it all. Try everything, a piece of each thing – good and bad. Later on I grew up, but nothing really changed in this direction. Couple of years ago I was thinking how cool it would be to live the life travelling from one country to another (cuz we have more than 200 in the world!!), or how cool it would be to try all the professions or at least as many as possible (and we have thousands!!).

Now I am doing something like that. In a weird way. Some of the friends already advised me to go to psychologist, but I don’t think that it is a solution. Maybe I am doing wrong, maybe I just need to settle and find “normal job”, and finally make my parents happy. But I am not ready for it yet, and I don’t know if I will ever be ready. I want to know life as it is. I want to keep exploring, I want to realize the project that I have started, cuz I already can picture it easily in the future, and It is like my baby, it means a lot to me. During these 2 months of the independent life I discovered more than in 4 years of the uni.  I worked in a call center - never thought I will.  I tried myself as a teacher, and I  actually enjoyed it a loooot – it is incredible feeling when all those little creatures in a small clothes are running to you and screaming “teacher, teacher”, I think I can do it for the rest of my life. I even worked one night as a bar tender and this is supercool – and “si dios quiere” I will continue.

I met a lot a good people – people with big dreams and great heart. I met strange people – types of personalities that I have never met before. I met mean and hypocrite people. I love meeting people, and listening to their life stories, and with the project and the change of jobs it goes with a double speed.

Sometimes I get the feeling that it is a time to move on(especially when the parents a friends are starting to tell it) but then I look back and: no, that would be too easy just to give up, through to trash the idea and 2 months of work and find an internship in a comfortable country. I know that The Real Thing will work, I just need to be patient and as the song says “if you want it, it will come” ;)

P.S. and yes, Zona Colonial is a special place, it just makes my heart smile