And think about a year ago when I wandered divided in half between the search for balance in a job that I felt my only up to a certain point and hope that good news, the most anticipated of all, come, sweeping away both tried their equilibrium.
and heard my father tell me that the phone was not really sure, but maybe, yes, I had it done to win that race without respect.
Or at least, its most important stage. His stage more unpredictable.
And rejoice after few rewards and many disappointments. After a closed door in the face and stabs you would not expect to receive.
Rejoicing with my mom, with my dad, my brother. People to love in a world increasingly stingy with love.
Rejoicing with my best friends, those of a life. And with new travel companions in adventure contours still unknown, but for now the colors of the sun. And the flavors of the sea.
rejoice in every way, provided they are not alone, that happiness is really nothing when not shared.
finding routes and observe the life of strange, unpredictable take detours, take narrow, sometimes blind, only to turn on itself and make ends meet everything.
Like a perfect circle that rejoins a defeat to a victory that seemed indelibly indelible that it is, really .
And waking up from a sentimental stupor that lasted a long time. For far too long.
and return to hear something, after all this time. After
too long.
Like a child who finds himself at once before you life and love, the universe and everything.
