Week 33:52

Note: This is my 52 week project, one picture for week all this 2011, in every picture I will have to talk about something about me, to be honest and to improve as an aspirant of photographer, at least that is what I think I have to do. The pictures may not be the best I can, but they are full of meaning. I started the 7th January and I decided to submit the project to Deviantart as well.

Mum, dad, this is not where I belong...
All this sun, all those empty streets full of dust, the general likeness, the beach, the dryness that I feel everytime I touch the sand...
I'm not saying I hate this place, I'm not saying I'm not happy with my life and that everyday I wake up thinking that my life sucks being where I am.
I love my friends, going to the school everyday and walking through the boulevard, to have some drinks, to eat some hamburgers and see the people pass by.
But my heart it's not here. My heart is far away, my heart stayed in all those places where I couldn't believe my eyes. All those landscapes, that people, those languages, that general way of thinking... Coldness, forests, big mountains and wooden houses...
Mum, dad, I'm not saying that I don't appreciate your effort from bringing me here, I'm having a good life and I'm making very great memories where I am, what's more, I'd feel sad if I had to leave all my friends now.
But don't try to force me to like this place.
Not because it's ugly.
Not because it's boring.
It just isn't where I belong.
My hands are still hugging that three, away from that path, in the middle of that swiss forest.

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