"Can I see an ID, please?"

Without a valid Driver’s License, I’ve had my (then brand-new) car parked in my garage for weeks. I’ve had to pass on ordering a beer or a margarita in a hot weekend because I left that yellow piece of paper at home – the one you must present with your “clipped-corner-ID”. I’ve had to go to the DMV so many times, this one grumpy lady started smiling at me - all in sympathy to the innumerous obstacles I faced for wanting to be behind the wheel, behind a glass of a cold one or just because I really didn’t have another way around it.

Self talk

I am a very inconsistent person. I wish I wasn't. It's not so much I can't finish anything I start, because I eventually do finish some things, not most. But mostly because I get bored with everything. I REALLY wish I didn't. My hobbies are so many I can't begin to list them here and yet I never invest that much time or money or effort or anything else into them. I'm always skipping from one thing to another.

And this blog is another one of my hobbies (I even have two, one in each language I speak with different purposes and everything) and it could not be different. I barely started and I have already taken long vacations from it.