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I'm here, back again.
One year later, I'm trying one more time. 
Maybe because - sometimes (or should I say almost never?) - I feel that desire to come back and write a few words in English. Practice makes perfect, isn't it?

I'm breaking my back working these days: I'm teaching amost 40 hours a week, writing a book, running my website, helping a teacher/friend of mine with a project, taking my gratuation course... Life is not easy but it is so amazing I enjoy this journey.

What about you? What are you doing with your life? Let me know!

Xoxo



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