About the 'Sunset over my garage'

      I don't have a garage. I don't even have a Camaro parked in front of my apartment. I don't even drive...(which for my age it's not that bad...yet). For all that material matter, I'm a lost cause.
      All I have is a sunset.

...for more dramatic effect...lol

       You don't need to be so compassionate about me, seriously. I mean, I appreciate it and I appreciate you, my reader, you must be a great person, curious about what in the world am I blabbering around here. It's just me, and really now, you don't get impressed by every person you meet. But if you do, you're amazing!
       My blog is my garage. The dimmed lighting washing the old brick walls, the rustling sound of a few boxes full of journals and pictures being moved from one corner to the other, a few dreamcatchers hangin' from the wooden ceiling, some souvenirs thrown on the nearest sideboard, next to some paper ready to be written on. And the jukebox still works for a few more songs.
       But there's also an empty space in this garage. There's just me wandering around, ready to fuel my greatest wishes, looking at a sunset, but waiting for a sunrise. Ready to go.
       The next few 'boxes' in my garage a.k.a. my blog will be probably filled with new lessons, new stories about new persons and friends that I've met, new places that I've discovered, new things that I learned, new views over myself and what&who's around me.
     
      ***Now, skip the drama. Next post will be funnier (at least so I hope). You'll see why soon.
            Have a great time!