The Liliana Blog

It means I’m back home in São Francisco Xavier, at my small ranch in the woods. I left the beach and went back to the South because my plans failed miserably.

I lost my house at Gostoso Beach because it was rotten and it couldn’t be rebuilted. I had to demolish it.

So, I get no house there nor money to build a new one. And the proper thing to do was to come back to my old house and lick my wounds if you know what I mean.

Now I must say I’m not quite where I’ve started. I’ve learned a lot. I assure you that.

Maybe I’m tired, maybe I’m hurt a little, maybe I’m kind of lost.

But I enjoy the ride.

Always.