its 1:15 am and the trace of your face is still in my head, I cant help it I just cant ... why do we need to be someone "person" ... I don´t want to depend on some infatuation all the time ... in something that disappears when you look at other human being ... I thought that you could love me because I was safer when you were near but I’m everybody fool in this narcoleptic world… without tracks and without air ... I look put my window and I see you mother moon talking to me , giving me air , giving me serenity for my thoughts of this ridiculous obsession with love ... I cant longer think this I have to move on I have to be strong and believe in myself ... us humans are always looking for our second half , but we don´t realize that ... that second half is inside us ... its 1:25 am and the thought of you is gone I can breath once more and all I see is a night sky with smooth air and a cigarette next to me listening to music for the soul and mind.

Red sky ... The clouds are dense and full of life, including a look of sun glare and reflection of it in the water that reaches these heights only to see an immensity of sky and look down to see the coast and the figure of mountains. Begin to visualize a small city lit up through the dawn and around crops that are arranged in geometric order, and are the variety of colors of the land and roads that cut across these beautiful pieces of land and the light reflected from the first flash sunrise with an unforgettable and lights shine throughout the aircraft inside. Tachycardia feeling that starts to land and villages and displays the distance a city surrounded by desert, the aircraft down even more and the cars are moving well, the runway you start to put in place, a sigh escapes, the wheels have touched down just minutes after the plane stopped and passengers between them without looking up and look for your hand luggage, in line head for the exit while the friendly flight attendant thanked the journey with them. It is 7 am local time the pilot says the speaker and looking up I pause a moment and looking at the flashes in the sky red and orange and pink hues that blend together and to the distance you can see the horizon where the desert meets the sky a place inaccessible to mortals.