About the author

About the author

When I was 10, I decided to start learning the guitar. I asked my grandma for one and she made my dream come true.But as soon as I started to learn it, I realized I was not born to play the guitar. However, the guitar I had won interested my brother and my cousin. It was not lost. I soon fell in love with the keyboards. But, as a ten-year-old boy,  I was not very disciplined regarding practicing it. The band – made  up by my two cousins and my brother, got really mad at me because I would play differently every time  we performed. But what could I do? I was not that disciplined!
At school I was really interested in my writing classes. Theses classes helped me a lot with my poem writing.
Four days before my twelfth birthday, something unexpected happened: a car accident. My brother and I were involved in a accident that put us in coma.Our lives had been completely changed.It took me two months to come back from the coma. My brother three. We were definetly other people. I could not move, stand, swallow, walk, think...However, something had changed for the better: I was more mature, life had another meaning. Focused on my rehabilitation , I did not see time passing by... a lonely journey  having as  friends my brother, my poems and my music- together with the accident, came discipline.
Dancing, playing the keyboards, writing poems is what I do nowadays. Through art I feel alive.
Few people understand me, and  this blog is how I relate with the outside. Here, there is no need for explanations, I don’t need to pretend to be someone else and if you are reading this, it’s because somehow you understand me and we have something in common.
Thanks for your friendship!