20 years ago, I came out of a hole.
I grew up in a city in north Spain under the nickname "the cookie monster".
The only thing I did was walk around the living room coffee table holding the cookie jar. I also danced to the news reports music and runned up and down my house's aisle in a dressing gown that was as long as a wedding dress to me.
I started reading when I was three.
Then I went to school and all that stuff.
Now I'm studying a degree in an University in south Spain.
Sorry. I'm "studying".
All my life is now about getting a degree. That's boring.
That's why I always try to see the funny side of them things.
Summarising, since I fell down that hole, I've been discovering my Wonderland.
And, yet there aren't smoking caterpillars (at least, I haven't seen them), that's the place where I'm trying to find myself.
By enjoying.
Welcome to my world.
Welcome to my wonderland.
Hope you have such a great time.
