Constant lack of time, often without knowing what to say, that my days have been lately, and the truth is that while I like to transcribe the most beautiful poems I've read in my life, many people already know them, sometimes it's nice but I just read a transcript of words already written by someone else ..... Discuss
climate is like remembering stations, or longing for those that do not pass at this point in my direction ..... could put a picture of my day every day, and let them know if the sun is burning or may be that the fog is so dense that makes a wonderful day, a heavy tone and gray ....
always said I was open window, and yet I find it hard to "count" comment ..... those everyday anecdotes of everyday life.
There was a time when I got to write what I feel my heart and soul of each of these posts I am extremely proud, because everyone (not just these) are full of feeling, and not that today do not feel, not that, I think at this moment I feel more than ever, love, live, breathe, enjoy, joy, suffer, singing, river, cry, feel ...
took me a while, as before, and at each stage that I lost valuable contacts, dearest, most intimate and stayed here with me, there all the time.
but do not write for a while, just in case that awakened Sleeping Muse, will not share, or you may not find the right words, perfect.
To my fellow bloggers, you know .... well I'll be visiting not only
bye see you soon.
