A hazy shade of winter.

when was the last time you walked in the street and stopped to just watch a beautiful flower growing in the sidewalk end, fighting to survive in the concrete?, and do you remember the last time you traveled without your earphones? When was the last time you spent more that an hour reading a book, enjoying by a cup of coffee the words drinking them whit a humming strong beverage? Are those days over for you? Or even worst, you do not know those things, the phrase: -``I have my books surcease of knowledge and sorrow´´- doesn’t sound for you at all? , if you never walk and enjoy the walk do it now, I miss those days when I walked from my work to home, no cell phone no iPod, not gizmos at all to carry (and to worry about) , just a book to read on my free times, making me forget for sometimes the place or the things I was doing before I began to read it.
Now I barely walk and when I do it barely I see a flower in the sidewalk or even a plant. Time, time, time that goes by, now everytime I get from aplace to another I have to carry a cell phone (to stay in touch) but I leave it from time to time to fell the old days when I got no need of one, and I travel with a book as only luggage. It`s okay if yiu don`t like these things but once in your life I recommend you to try one of these things, but if you didn`t try young now you`re done.

I believe in miracles..

I enjoy to read the Sunday newspapers, with a cup of coffee, as early as I can, sited by the window, sometimes with music others just listening the paper moving in my hands, skipping the sports and the shows news, enjoying the extended sections of opinions and some writers that on the Sunday edition figures a column. I can’t remember since when I do this, but I know that while I can I will be doing it. Recently I get more sad when I read the news, I have to admit that now the cultural section is becoming a few small every week in the newspapers I read, and the bad news are growing in quantity, the world is changing, the way we see the things too. I know that the times we are living aren`t the best ones, and I have to admit that sometimes I get sad and scared of the things I read, it will sound kind of stupid but it is true, the ability to read can put you in a bad mood, but when that happens, I get a fantasy book (that I love by the way) and after some pages, I can believe that the world we live in still worth!!

WILD WORLD

There was a time, when I was a broken hearted, and i didn't care about it for me was more important other things, the books, the music and things like that, now I am older and slower that in those times, I read more, drink less as a natural result of the life, I have to worry about other stuff that on those wonderful years, I didn't even realize that they do exist, and I am not complaining about it, I’m just making a point, life has changed so much and so fast that sometimes I try to take a break to see how much has it changed, the extremely rare turns that it gives, the life and all the things we left behind, the music, the friends, the projects, the dreams we quit to pursuit, the things we have to do, to work in to get the money we need to live with a minimum of dignity, I am al lucky man, (all my life I have been) but I see how a lot of Rockies are losing the patience because they can’t reach the minimum of comfort in a work to stay on it, or at least a work, the times are hard and the situation in the whole world is getting worst and worst every time, good luck, was the first thing I achieve to say the other day I talk to a little audience in a lecture of the dentistry school, because I was there as they were that day in another circumstances, on other times better ones, the ones when you used to tell your dreams and they will be come true, now this generations got only dreams, and that’s all they got…… it’s a wild world, and not a good one to dream on.