I’m on an airplane right now on my way to Berlin after having spent longer than usual in Gran Canaria.
A thought has often gone through my head these last few days; “This is the last time I do this before living”. The last time I meet my mother, the last time I hear the sea, the last time I go shooting on my photo series about agaves…
This is obviously a pretty melancholic thought and since I’m trying to stay away from sadness whenever possible, I decided I had to look for an optimistic approach. And I did find it!
There are so many “first times” that are to happen as I arrive to Berlin. The first time I enter my nice flat, the first time I meet this or that friend, the first time I lay by the canal… And the best of it; whereas “last times” are limited, “first times" are not! Soon I’ll be doing things in that amazing city which I’ve never done before! :)
I’m really willing to start with all the “first times” I have ahead.
