Emotions...

It is the repeating cycle and it's always been the same, the cycle of being in love. The sense of pleasure in pain, the dream of being with the one you love, and how miserable you are without your love.

Have you heard Myriam Hernandez before?, then you should listen to this:

El Hombre Que Yo Amo.

I have started playing the violin. I have started living again. I sit and listen to music and try to unwind, to get rid of the strong bias, the short sightedness I acquired through the last few years, and to give some room to the child inside. To remember who I was, to acknowledge the one who got me to here, and let him live again. To get rid of reasoning, not to be worried of doing what is sane, to risk it all. Fuck it, life is too short.