My whole life I´ve lived in the same country, same state, same city and neighborhood.... I chose (not sure if it wasn´t chosen for me) to become a doctor, and surpirsingly I am graduated and thirsty for life and love. I am in love with human behavior, I love forgetting about the car, starring at some people and families in the train. I love my dog... The thing is that becoming a doctor was a stupid way of letting my hands tied to this live I´ve always known. It is so hard to validate the certificate in other contries, so most of my frieds gave up and continued their numb lives in caothic São Paulo. Now I wanna change. I applied for some universities in here to become a Psychiatry resident. Guess what: it didn´t work... And now, the only living being that holds me here is my dog. But I´ve been telling him I love him, and whenever I find my new home, I shall bring him with me. I love movies, London, tea, having few precious friends, dancing, living small experiencies that become huge in my chest after some days or years.