Living Chapters...

I'm not good with words. Maybe not better with numbers. I do not believe in what I can’t see, but also do not always believe in all I see. I like what takes my breath away. I venerate the improbable. I crave the almost impossible. My heart is free, even loving so much. I have a will that doesn’t go away, and a word that never sleeps, like a speck of dust floating around the Milky Way.

I'm not easy. I’m selective. I have the restlessness in my pocket. Sometimes when it's late at night, I travel. And ... without knowing I seek the answers that I never find.
It's like when we sleep and suddenly we feel we have discovered the secrets of life and the universe. We struggle to wake up and when we got to the surface, we have nothing, because it's all gone while we were climbing.

Each moment in my life is a new chapter and each one provides a new lesson to learn and a story to tell. I have done the careless chapter, the naïve chapter, the lost chapter, the growing chapter, the learning chapter, the happy chapter, the comfortable chapter.

Who decides these chapters anyways?

The more I think about the future, the more anxiety builds up within me and the more I feel like I can’t accomplish all of the goals I have swirling around in my brain.

But… I believe that one day, we got closer of being who in fact we are...

It´s the magic of life…

(TS)