The year is about to end, and I confess it: I do not feel ready.

This 2014 had its ups and downs, but it was a year different from all the others, in many respects.

It was the year when I realized how much I like London, and why. The year I started thinking about moving.

Many other beautiful things have happened too, and even the bad ones, like the week in the hospital, I would struggle to separate myself because they changed me, and they taught me so much.

In short, for the first time in a long time, despite everything, I’m sorry a bit ‘that the year ends.

The new year is an unknown quantity, but it will still be different from all the past years. It’s scary and wonderful together, but these days the scary side is prevailing.

And so I hope and wish you all a Happy New Year, hoping it’s really good, without any fear.

Happy New Year!