not know how to explain what happens. Sleeping up empty and full is a sensation that made my body deceptively dawn and restless sleeper.
I can not look back, not thinking about the future (which now seems far too much) what I want is no longer within my reach. And what emerges but not anesthetized before effect on my body and / or mind.
In the midst of thousands of people walking around me I found myself alone, I felt alone and cry alone. With a lump in my throat I felt the air ball up and trying to rip out my nostrils. With burning eyes I felt anger and love mixed with feelings of ecstasy.
not always have control over me crazy, but these reactions do not understand me today with the nerves to the skin.
not try to fool me or lie about anything, because the only certainty that comes to mind is that the taste of the madness is too sweet to be left out, and willingness to dream once again is the only thing that can keep me alive.
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