Two chances in life

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Time inside the train is precious for me; it fires in my little head thoughts, which even surprise me. Thoughts which I never had before. They appear like reflections of new forgotten faces on a piece of glass.

When I am by myself I often laugh alone, being surprised by my own thoughts and then water fills up my eyes, because the feelings overwhelm me and it’s impossible to tell what exactly I am feeling, but as I think whatever it is, it’s deeply pure and creates something peaceful inside my body and soul.

In my opinion, there are rarely in life second chances; however I realised some days ago, when taking the train to a X destination and also have planned to return back to the place I am normally living, that I experience the rare phenomenon of these two chances: There is firstly the trip to go somewhere and then of course the trip of the return. Therefore one always accomplishes the same route and sees more or less the same images outside his window. I wonder how many people realise that they have the opportunity to enjoy the trip twice and maybe notice outside things that they haven’t noticed before on their way to their final destination. Are people taking advantage of this double trip? I am aware that this thought may seem exaggerated or for some of the readers even too dramatic, but personally I do not perceive it like that.

In the contrary these sort of thoughts are the confirmation that I am still alive, deeply respecting everything, which stands out there outside my train window.

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I started writing when I was a child. When I was a child they used to call me "Lallina". I come from Corfu, a small island in the Ionian Sea, Greece. In the past I used to live for three years in Germany and Berlin. After doing my Master and living in Germany I have decided in September 2018 to move to Barcelona. Spain is a magical country and I decided to move there after living in Germany to change my life and myself. Initially my plan was to study theater in Spain, but later I started building small puppets and entered the world of puppets for a while. Now I am are more interested in painting. As for writing, it was always my best companion. Empecé a escribir cuando era niño, en la escuela. Cuando era niña solían llamarme "Lallina". Vengo de Corfú, una pequeña isla en el mar Jónico, Grecia. En el pasado vivía durante tres años en Alemania y Berlín. Después de hacer mi maestría y vivir en Alemania, decidí mudarme a Barcelona en septiembre de 2018. España es un país mágico y decidí mudarme allí después de vivir en Alemania para cambiar mi vida y mi mundo interior. Inicialmente, mi plan era estudiar teatro en España, pero luego comencé a construir pequeños títeres y entré al mundo de los títeres por un tiempo. Ahora estoy más interesado en la pintura. La escritura, siempre fue mi mejor compañero. Bueno, probablemente descubrirán también algunos bocetos. En 2020 comencé también a grabar algunos de los textos, que están disponibles en soundcloud. El propósito era poner los textos a disposición de las personas que no pueden ver.