before you even think I know something, it's part of me, my experience, my research, my tastes, and then I'm always looking, what I do not know, but it does not stop me continue as life passes and the pressure increases as if plunged into water, this water birth in which spends nine months, but before I try to center around love, it is difficult to go straight, try thousands of times before you get to the first door, this door leads to another step, this is what I imagine because I am far from having found the door to now I'm closer to me, I make rounds to see if I can go further, it is a slow exercise without result, but life requires that we try or we crashed, youth is past, you can not play, this is the reality, the points are counted, the heart, lungs, liver, spleen, life expectancy, luck, envy, impulses, problems solutions, moving more or less clear that going on, what do we do, and tomorrow, that will I hope, I am optimistic for a long time, I think it happens, that is, is -one day I'll wake up telling me that all this does not exist, I'm alone and life is a mess that we can not arrange this event scares me, but how to resist the wear, there is no magic formula, we have our own destiny that unfolds slowly, but once it's quick, no control over anything, is this the end