viernes, 20 de julio de 2007
Two of my best friends are unemployed, even they´re excellent journalists. They took personals decisions about her laboral and personal future. But the lucky hadn't touched their doors. It put me on unhappy and afraid. We met in one of the most important and respect newsroom in El Salvador. They decided to left this paper. I'm still in it. Sometimes I feel me strange for my age. Maybe it's time to fly, search another spaces. Maybe. A mountain of ideas enter and left my head.