This is the world I built. With clichés, feet in the grass green, sky blue eyes and the two songs to remind me that has to dream. Also because of my dream world is made, indestructible, always hovering over the choices, acts, disappointments and successes. Argonauta of dreams, the way I built the world distributing smiles, tears, steps, words and images. Over the past 366 days, the Piscean soul overwhelmed me, lending to life this misty air that has just dreaming, that face of old photographs, half faded. The year that began amid the tears of sorrow turned to another not to be forgotten. February is yellow, blue is in May, July is a quiet, intense green, September is the most sweet and fiery reds. December closed the year multicolored and vibrant (as is the fashion of the season, tell me the magazines). Not worth remembering (here) the moments of my year. It is worth mentioning that between sadness, happiness, travel, work, study and fatigue are the most special moments and wonderful people. To them (you know who you are) I am truly grateful and hope that we follow by 2009 away with the smiles of hope in the face.
more poetry
books Unread
work less (and earn more)
photograph the unusual and the beautiful
travel somewhere strange name (and other mainland)
to graduate journalist
become a journalist
leave more hair in the wind
less anxiety
more courage
a life that inspires art and exhale love
PS - new world of my blogs is Scanning , my Tumblr. Tumbleblogging is one of the most fun things that the internet has ever invented .
