In
the next three post I want to talk about three of my best experiences
or memories in my life:
The
first one it isn't a memory, it is a habit that I did when I was
young in Barcelona. All the morning that I remember in Barcelona when
I woke up at 5 or 6 o'clock in the morning I went to my parent's bed
and I slept with them. My father told me that some days he woke up
thanks to me.
When
I remember that I feel nostalgia of those days in Barcelona when
anything couldn't disturb me.
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