One day you woke you and suddenly you're 25. But you could swear that just yesterday you were graduating from you masters degree. You could swear that in the day before you were doing your final exam for your degree. But you could also swear that just yesterday you were singing "Love Story" from the top of your lungs after finding out you had been accepted in your first choice. And just like that you could tell everyone how yesterday you were walking through the halls of your high school for the last time and how four people saw the bus schedule but none of you noticed that the every hour schedule to the beach would only start in the following month. Because if someone had asked you, you'd have told them you were a freshman in high school.  Because yesterday you went home and told your parents about these two girls you had met. But one day you woke up and 10 years have passed since then. Suddenly you're 25 and you just had pizza date with the same girls you met on high school.  

The difference is... There's a little plus one at the dinner table.

Last Saturday was my Meg's first gig! So, I went to Lisbon to see her. It was the opening of one of her friend's friend's exposition. (He painted really well but I wasn't there for him).