It´s possible that everything is connected in our lives?, is it possible?, that love, destination, fear, and every feeling is transmitted trough the time, and that we must understand every little thing and move on...sometimes this life seems so complicated and sometimes just very few times seems so simple, but when I stop and start thinking I can realize that my life it has been strange and beautiful, surrounded but loneliness and friendship, but I usually fall in the same feeling over and over again, and now my fingers are describing it or at least trying to understand me, understand others, understand nothing. Words and words, thoughts and thoughts. Days are passing, years are coming, and I am still here, still waiting, walking every single day, feeling out of this time, out of this place, out of my mind, or maybe just putting my life in a difficult way. I would to know and learn, but sometimes I just would to hold your hands, these ones that until now I have not met them. This is the way how is, this is the way how is going my little big and beautiful life...
