I have proofs time is not linear. Having children is a great facilitator of the concept. As I'm experimenting with some problems with Eva being in kindergarten, the problems I had always feared to face, I find myself in a place which I think is the core of me, where no resistance is strong enough to stay. And today I went with her at the ballet school, it was my first time as she was going with her dad. This old, magnificent, house is her ballet school. Just like my big sister’s one, a place in a different city, but in the same street that, in the years, I idolized as the epitome of beauty. Today as I entered, I meet her teacher. She greeted me by saying "Oh hello, I must have seen you somewhere. Your face, yes ". I'm delighted and when you are this way, life, I understand you and love you and long you, life.