Sunday night...

...and I am coming from another special weekend.Last week was a complete madness, including up and downs. It remembered me the description that my beloved friend Oshidori once made of Lord of the Rings: war, war, war, elves, war, war, races, battles, eleves... but in my case it was more like: report, data, report, Italians, report, battle, report, Italians... and so on. But it ended, as everything does in this world, either good or bad. Let's see what brings next week. Probably, a lot of work... but I've had my part.Friday, strange expats party, from which some details will be long remembered, as the plans to travel to NYC, for example, o the phone numbers that were exchanged: what the hell means when one gets the number of all gays present in a party? Saturday in Antigua, speaking about everything and having a nice tour (another frustrated vocation) in my adoption country... and a Sunday with SouthAmerican bbq, recipes exchange included, and with punch instead of sangría. The day ended up with George in the cinema. He is not that cute in his last film, but is always interesting to see him.
Michael Clayton, a mix between The Firm and Erin Brokovich with some mystical touches here and there and an awesome photography. The only thing I've positively not liked is the title: I'd have chosen Realm and Conquer, I reckon).Now I need to finish with the photos, which are accumulated in my cameras (indeed, since I haven't organized them, I cannot harash people by mail in order to get the ones I miss), and go to bed with a nice book, tomorrow is Monday. As per general dinamics, Christmas is dangerously near... and so is the deadline for buying presents (fortunately, I have found a wonderful shop for a couple things I still need), and I'm looking forward going home (it may seem untrue, but the El Almendro ad seems so beautiful now...). It is also the moment to close 2007 in several senses, including my annual photo file. It's not only tiding up the digital photos, which is already a titanic effort, but I should also print a lot of the others.Besides, as I have already said in other post, a few days or months ago (don't ask when, I'm a little lost in the blog), it's time to do an overview of the year. However, in this occasion, I think that I've already made an inconcious annual plan for 2008. The other day, chatting around, I discovered that my odd synthesis ability had already discovered the kay points of what 2007 has meant to me and what do I want for 2008 to mean. The motto for this concience exercise is still to be chosen, dear readers:
- Sometimes you are just standing in front of your destiny and don't notice it
- When tress doesn't allow you to see the wood (I don't like this one that much, it seems a autohelp book).
- I'm short-sighted, it's not at all my fault if I didn't see it coming.

Anyway, this is a crucial moment in my life, I know it. This year I've felt a vocation, and a sense for a lot of the things I do. I've discovered that there are a lot of things that I liked that I can't stand now, and viceversa. I've closed the last grand interrogant and I've stop lying myself about one important thing or two. I might have lost someone important, but I've found myself. Not bad, since the quest started two years ago. At last, I don't have one foot in each side of Lilithland.
And the very best part is that I feel next year will be better. The positive energy runs through my veins. So much energy, that I already have some notes in my new calendar, in the wall. And now, I leave you with the marketplace in Guatemala's Zona 1, not that bad...