in an interval I must have patience to go from one to another, but it does me no harm, it's just a habit, once the trick is done just follow the seam I go up and I go down steadily, I'm not trying to surprise me, I know where I expect to see me no matter what, it's a ritual that replaces another way of seeing things, must be changing a comma from time to time, that does not change even with all the time you can continue as before, laugh, drink, talk, let's be a long and costly program, days that stick like ice summer full of memories that never opens cabinets lest any fall down and damage the fragile balance that has patiently created by crushing the past, then it is time to move, The moment comes when he can and as always it must