Sometimes I would twitter power on the street or mental way could compose tweets or blog entries without losing attention to my surroundings, there are many times when I think that creativity comes to me just when I'm walking down these dark streets city, feeling the cool night breeze and in the face, but anyway, I'll have to settle for reaching my home and make a real keyboard and a glass of water to bring back all those experiences a few moments ago.
wore no time to travel around the city as well, walking alone, enjoying my solitude, but best of all, going for a while in this technologically Javer, systems, etc. and focusing on other things that 90% de mi vida consideraría intrascendentes, pero que de vez en cuando resulta sabroso para relajar la mente.
Es muy interesante observar a las personas mientras caminas, tratando de entrar en sus mentes, armar una historia acerca de ellos, ver como varios llevan esa cara de fastidio y las ansias de llegar al hogar, ver como para otros tantos el día apenas comienza, y algunos como es que la vida simplemente los lleva, un simple ir y venir, en una existencia monótona y vacía. A veces no me explico como podemos estar tantas personas tan interconectadas, compartiendo espacios y tiempos, pero a la vez en una situación de aislamiento absoluta, muy en el fondo no me molesta ya que a final de cuentas mi fuerte no son las relaciones interpersonales, but sometimes that makes me very curious as my mere presence could alter the fate of others, from the simple fact of a discreet push addressing the Metrobus, a hostile look, the humor out of someone's armpit more.
As today was a day of my reconnection to the world, where I escaped for a while me and my immediate environment, to experience and live with what I have around.
All this prompted by an external agent might call date, an exit, but it was just a coffee, and unleashed a series of events that do not become very common. I have the custom to dress up once a day, unless very special occasion or formal Pandrosus my style is definitely not fake my appearance because I have a pretty dress hides your idiocy only until you open your mouth, and I am of those who prefer to be underestimated by first intention, until these people realize the capacity of one. In short, this is discussion for another time, the fact is, today I managed that, I changed my look for my work Pandrosus more formal look.
The real reason I did is a bit uncertain, sometimes even I understand my emotions and impulses, but try to explain with words just as scarce given me written language. I know a girl can not say I'm in love with her, but I can not say is inconsequential to me, I can not say I like for my taste has always been a very tricky emotion, you may like a juicy steak, but when you just ate plenty of it is difficult to want to know about it, the tastes are very married to your mood and the situation you're in the moment, a day can dawn thinking about a girl and liking it passionately, and one day you wake up bad and do not want to know about it. No, I do not like it's definitely not that way, I could not take it into that category where everything is subject to my hormones, my state of mind or just a whim.
describe it then becomes difficult to transmit that feeling is still closer to the impossible, I perceive more as a source of inspiration, something of a muse and a person you admire, we have crossed a very short time conversation, but there are details and features in her very hidden from any other eye but I find them remarkable. Curiously, our destinations safe walking trails far apart, probably because his mind does not pass any of this, but at least adjust my behavior, alter my thoughts, and makes me feel good. Reminds me in some respects (remember? That means that I'm not so?), I'm surprised its moments of strength, but also comforts me knowing frail lady, and have these just as scarce seconds to comfortable, dimly protect and make her feel safe. Love? I do not know, but it motivates me to make the best of me, still be me and not wanting to excel in what I am.
might say this, but not the time nor the way, as you said, everyone is on their trail, we met occasionally when the truth is that at least for me is a unique experience, unfortunately our paths will separate a good stretch of time, she lives her life, and I will be fighting on this side, and things happen, but meanwhile, I can stay with satisfaction and eternal gratitude for having shared with her a day like today.
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