Now Rock the night or perhaps when Whenever it becomes more difficult to write on the blog ... and not because they can make me the time from time to time, but rather because when I do ... I stay long minutes watching the blank page and I regret my original idea or can give me dwell ... sometimes even forget the reason why I would write.
True, Pancho once wrote that when your life is less private and share more in the co-presence is not much point in writing. Daily life is futile ... would have to recount the times I go to the kitchen when I get on the bike, when I travel by car ... when I'm at the computer answering emails and preparing a test-all this is easier in 140 characters, no?
Well, After all is not terrible: a couple of months of absence, return from time to time is not bad ... always have the resource is important.
And why now?, Simple contingency, there is no other reason.
The other day in a meeting "social" I asked how it was: I did not hesitate and said well, despite claiming to have been made some hours in the amount of work and etc, etc ... that's a trifle after all.
thinking why these things that used to wear you down over the account, you can now more effectively circumvent them, my conclusion was the "importance" granted. I think that for a long time tended to overestimate the importance of things that were not necessarily for me. And with the passage of time have emerged new routes, new challenges, new goals ... the fear of stagnation is diluted after all.
Did I accomplish this alone? No, of course not. I tried but I could not ... although one is "iron", there are things beyond you if you can not lean on anyone: the destruction is imminent. In my case, I can have the satisfaction of having people in my life tremendously important.
is true, this is not recent ... but the fear of losing it limits to deliver. You'll cautiously, looking at the details, without enjoying the moment. Looking at what time everything changes and turns black. Fear, fear, fear ... not unfounded, of course ... have already seen how this server has had to deal with unwelcome experiences in your life. However, the more expensive it is to heed the "get over it!"
Yes, "I'm so in love!" and if you had asked me two years ago say "impossible." But it's not like at first, the teenager thing, almost secret that we live in a very private. No, now it is real and mature within my maturity may have. I feel calm, contained important. I have expectations, but it is not a dream, not like in fairy tales: they are real things, day by day ... and I think I understood it just looking forward with more clarity. Yes, I want, but I know I am not alone in this matter. It Cuatic think of two, but really two ... I put them very everyday example, a day window shopping I saw a bookcase cabinet with glass doors and thought "for our books and DVD's."
The truth is that it is not void individuals and I think that we have clear, although it is true that at times difficult to understand some things. But I try, that is, not what I require I can not do. I like to learn from this, there is challenge appealing about it ... and that does not stop me, on the contrary, it motivates me. I hope not to be the only one who thinks ... or if not, you can call me crazy. It's that simple.
