I came to this country with the most long hair I had in my live saying like this to my family: "I will travel with a big hair because the big hair is the symbol of a wisdom man"; indeed it is. Anyway, in april of this year I cut my hair short as it was when I was 18 years old. God! I looked again like a kid.

I remember I felt a little regrets for do it that, but life is a funny roller coaster. today in october of the same year i realize that if i don't cut my hair now I will come back to Brazil with the same big hair that I went out of it. However, what this really matters? Nothing if you are not me, and fell the time changed myself for the inside for the outside.