uncertainty in the morning, but goes a truth, I'm here, that's how the day begins, life happens, the body breaks down, but until you can breathe a little bit at a time, never plunge,progress ridiculous one point after another, we believe in dreams princess but the reality is more like a toad that is small jumps on the lily pads, we can gain momentum, spirit is closer to the action, it is not able to step back to get started as an arrow, protected from wind and rain I look out the window leaves complaining, hanging his head high humidity, time goes by that I want to tell him not to stay, things are going well one hour, but after I want to be alone, thinking of nothing, so what if I arrive at night without having done anything but I did see that I was slow, slow appreciably in this crazy world, everything goes faster and faster for fear of taking the time to sink in sorrow, we prefer to drown the thrill of speed, it leaves behind small packets of anxiety but it may take a wrong turn and slide in to alcohol and depression, if you will slowly but surely you can see it from afar this which may not be appropriate, we avoid the obstacle and continue in the hope to continue