This morning I woke up and I had an estrange feeling. I dreamt about the day I have left Berga and I have gone to Barcelona to start studing at the university. All my world will change this day, my friends, my routine, my house … I was curious to know how I will live during the next 5 years of my life. I felt so strong to start a new life but I was really distressed and enthusiastic, two different feelings were rounding in my head. It was decided, I will leave my town. In the one hand I was happy because I really have waited this moment and on the other hand I was so sad.