The new year has begun. A few days, some new, something from everyday struggles. More feelings than facts, in truth. It 'possible that the mind is conceiving an alternative reality in the bottom of what the early hours of the baby they conceived decade. In the lap of the world and in God's face, I feel in control of what, exactly as it was before and perhaps more awareness. I am aware of being able to do more, because you always can. Boundaries exist only for those who want to place them. I have always believed in the infinite and figured if I do not believe when I'm good. As long as I feel the thrill of freedom on the bare back, while the mirror is my help, the body will respond properly. I know and you know who I hear and read. I'd only had not sleep at night, thus prolonging the brain activity, to understand how space-time must be addressed in every moment. Explore themselves and the world while the common people can not do this would be an immeasurable gift, if you are able to tell and I know it. 'S why I'm not tired, affecting the space as Don Quixote in front of the mills. With a fuck you all so much for having beaten a shit. When the sun goes down I keep telling myself that the next rise will be at the front desk, the only place where I feel I should be. The next beer, fast fingers, the eye that collects 360 ° tips that become words. Every sound is a breath that passes, until the breath will be short and the lips are closing their thoughts.
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