Basically I have tried once upon a time to create a blog and start posting but it was so difficult and actually pissed me off trying to concentrate to find out what the hell did i want to write about, but still i had it on untill some hours ago… Maybe i liked the name and i didn’t want to say goodbye to it; ”One more for the road”

Honoring Frankie… God bless you man, wherever you are.

Still i guess i had an itch and now i am back with a fresh new title which once again is linked to music, thus called ”questioni di feeling” but this time as you may already know, becomes from our continent, nearby our common places and people; a great diva, Mina and of course Riccardo Cocciante have created this beautiful song and I borrowed it just to remind to my self and all the other dudes about feelings. And questions.

I don’t have answers; I only have fears and thoughts, some of them i’d like or even better i feel secure to share…

Just like in therapy…

Well, once I decided to expose my self let me also tell you some of me…

I come from a place where feelings means a lot and we do feel too much and too many. Actually we even might feel more than we should, but I guess that’s another issue…

Greece is my country but to be more accurate this is an imported named given from the other countries among the times during the centuries. Its original name is Hellas which in ancient…Greek meant light, so let it be light!

As I said i come from this great country but so far i live in Sweden. Another kind of place with too many new things for my mentality and culture… Not necesserily bad, still different.
I live here and i don’t mean just only existing, but i live, I breathe, I feel, I make friends and deep relations…Like my good Leyla and Hakan not to mention my mentor which is just like a father to me…

This is Sweden like… You get a tough time to get to know someone but then you know you have each other like forever…

I am one of those guys who try to make a living long away from their homes and strange enough their home becomes a strange foreign place. They live more comfy in a place like Sweden while in winter having a -20o C instead for their own hometown, even it’s much better…

As I named my very first attempt intro let me tell you that I just try to make an effort to speak out my fears. I am an afraid person; I’m afraid for my work, if I can make it, for my girl, if I am the right one for her and if she can stand me(!) and also afraid for our children, mostly cause i see a side of my self. That side that i have forgotten it ever existed and I miss it, once I’ve never have lived it like I should.

Fear is my first and last feeling that keeps me going and I really don’t know if I can go on or not anymore… It is trully a way of living, besides fear has a great strength by its self to give the energy or take it from (As my mentor taught me the three ”F”- Fly, Fight or Freeze). So far i just Fight and sometimes Fly… even if my most wanted flying would be somehow different…

Anyway, here I am. I hope I am welcomed by community and I hope that time will not make me a boring and bored type who writes just nonsence.

Chears dudes!