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.