I have only once had occasion to tell me that the time lost was not that because it is believed that the steep descent to think that we must conceive that silence may from time to time to run away, this is to say that I am not of those who think the earth is flat, an idea of the past before growers realize that vegetables grow to high, since that day we made ​​parts cards and drinking beer, it can sit long before the storm, a special flavor when it comes to bounce in the wind, a unique feeling that lives only twice in his life, long after birth and shortly before his death, the emptiness around me, I do not know where to go, I would have to fly, but humans have always wanted when it crashed off the ground, I know that I am a walker, step by step I get where I need to arrive, not before or after because life is a highly accurate, everything happens in the second, one second to launch its first cry, a seconds to stop breathing, we live between the two