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I have been working for myself, or if I am honest, I never had a job for which you have to be all dressed up and shiny. So I never had a real reason to wear clothes or shirts. But I do. Do you want to know why? Because of brains and the way they work.
Who am I? That's the question I am asking myself quite often lately. I guess everybody does once in a while and this article is not really about it. Let's go ahead and see what the point of this blog is.
We have arrived on Gozo at the beginning of November. Personally, I fell into a bit of depressive state. Maybe depression isn’t the right description. It was more like melancholy. I wasn’t sad; I was without energy. I wished to snuggle between warm covers and not move out of it.