Welcome to my wonderland

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.