I things that i Really miss.

My Father.

Duarte.

Friends and travels with them.

Let me fall on the grass and dream.

To be Alone in a forest.

My patients, in particular this one, Deodato.

Contemplate the Horizon.

Taizé.

My kids and their colors.

The sunset.

Hugs.

Jokes, Shit...all i want!

My Ocean and strong waves.

Fly in my old boat.

My beautiful Lisbon.

It's true, sundays are more nostalgic.
But this feeling, tell me... the things i love, they are always with me.
And i am loving Romania too.
=)