After two days of rest, held me at home, autoregalado me two books, I started to go out for work. Book in hand, and without any notion of time, I went up to the first taxi that happened outside my house, I started to read when a ray of sun hit the yellow pages of my book and my eyes hurt. Photosensitive woke again.
While walking down the street, thinking that present and future that others call me the end. How to explain that I can not end this cycle of my life? I get upset just to think about returning to college, I thought I should have finished had it not occurred at the accident, as I felt the support of no return and as that I wanted to do, I suddenly felt guilty for qu
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