On The Road – On Transition

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Sometimes challenges are hard to follow


A month and a few days ago I started something over here in my blog, I started to write something new or old as a post every single day, but guess what life happens, responsabilities happened, sickness happened and lazyness happened. I thought it would be easy to stick to the plan, to my challenge of writing 49 stories in 49 days. It all started because I came face to face with this post of 49 ways to see Berlin. The post was about, was 49 pictures of doors; so I decided to do the same, but in my own way by writing 49 stories. At first it was kind of easy, the not easy part back then was how to incorporate the door. Good that I found the solution, but then the problem was to have the post in english and in spanish, but then I said and thought….. Well if my readers want to read me they can make their own translations. Then the problem was what to write so I decided to search into my pasts writings that never got the chance to be read by anyone so I got my story to fit into today’s post. Then life happened and days were passing by I wanted to stick to the plan of one post a day, so short stories became to be ideas of stories, became to be just words on the wall and then days were gone and I was missing like 4 stories so in one day I decided to write the stories that needed to be posted to be head to head with the challenge. As you can see I didn’t tag any picture of door in my latests posts, but here they are. They don’t belong into the story, they are only the entrance for you to start reading, so here you go:

Door Number 37          
Door Number 38     
Door Number 39    
Door Number 40    
Door Number 41
Door Number 42
Puerta Número 43






Published by: sserrat

I'm the new black, but in color and that color is all the words that come up from inside my head. Fact: This Blog is for me to feel like a real writer. It's just like the feeling that the characters from the movie "you got mail" felt when those words appeared on the screen, that's how I feel when I clicked on P.U.B.L.I.S.H.E.D. That's just a great feeling. I can't see myself no writing in the sense of forever. Writing is magic and when you read me becomes true and when you comment starts to scream. I just love it. A place to be, to let myself go.

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