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Thanksgiving

Just close your eyes! She said the first time: just close your eyes and think what  you can be thankful! She said smiling. No more questions! With those blue eyes I liked so much. And I was holding her hand, in the middle of a family dinner I needed so much. My first thought was being thankful about holding her hand. I never told her about my first thought. And like now I just closed my eyes. There's no more American thing than thanksgiving, for sure. It's not religious but it has a special spirit and it's just American.

Since that night, and almost ten years later, I write to her to tell what I saw when I closed my eyes since the last time. Always this day. It's been an awesome time, I said to her this morning, it's really fantastic now. It's a total experience to thank. I am in the place where I am doing what I like to do. For me it is the same, summer  or winter, for now it's amazing. It is priceless. It's freedom. I am thankful first of all that I could change in my life. Now I see the purpose, despite no one can understand that. I am healthier, happier and for sure loved. Despite not so many people listen. I am closer to the people I want to be now and I feel closer to myself. It's just freedom.

Life has changed so much I can't think where to begin. I'm thankful for so many things that it's really fantastic. I've traveled to amazing places again, I've met fantastic people in the road. I have trouble to meet so many new faces, but from all I'm thankful. I've kiss the sweetest lips and received the warmest smiles. Despite these days I really need a huge hug, I'm really thankful. I have touched fantastic souls,  I have loved and be loved, but of course I never tell her about that. Not always is the same person, but sometimes going away is also a thing to thank. I feel protected by an amazing net of friendship that I know it supports me and that for sure I will support with closed eyes. I am part of a broken family that even broken it's always there. I am thankful.

Above all I feel thankful about freedom. Two years ago I met the future in someone's eyes, now I know future is better than ever. I am thankful and stupidly hopeful. Future is almost there. I feel stronger to make it true. I am hoping the best and I'm making the best for that. But sometimes the road is completely alone and some times I also spent some nights in the hospital.

I am thankful today because of the hopes of tomorrow, I am  thankful today because the strength of the past months. I have suffered from not supporting enough my people in hard times and I lived an amazing summer experimenting the craziest ideas. I touched and danced and lived my beloved Madrid and I hold someone else dreams to London. I got amazing experiences there. Above all I was thinking in your eyes. I came back to the best place in the Mediterranean coast and I could feel the love of Italia again. I have been deliberately delighted by the promises of tomorrow and I have accepted challenges that made me a better man. It's really been fantastic since the I saw the brilliant table of my birthday. 

It's been amazing, it's been strong, it's been total. This time is total and there's a lot to thank for every second like that.

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