two months ago walked the walk of a mile on Fifth Avenue, is a walk where visitors all the museums and art galleries for 4 hours and are free for the day. I finished the next day exhausted and could not move his arm. But I will not deny 
q ue was an amazing experience for my friend Irma and me. We went many places and end up eating a cone of chocolate in those carts found on any corner of the park Yorkers in the summer.
q ue was an amazing experience for my friend Irma and me. We went many places and end up eating a cone of chocolate in those carts found on any corner of the park Yorkers in the summer. extensive
As the miles were circulating that day, made a couple of weeks I began my journey inside about my plans and circumstances adherents. He had been procrastinating for some time now because things are always left to their own end. As if you live all the time through a car mirror and wait for changes to move around and follow the route. Vi and boring presentations and some very interesting and went through my mind every one of them. This minimum event that makes you change everything in a split second almost like electric spark. All these details are full and turn and turn and wind cables that turning around and not scared we can stop. Inevitably occur.
As the miles were circulating that day, made a couple of weeks I began my journey inside about my plans and circumstances adherents. He had been procrastinating for some time now because things are always left to their own end. As if you live all the time through a car mirror and wait for changes to move around and follow the route. Vi and boring presentations and some very interesting and went through my mind every one of them. This minimum event that makes you change everything in a split second almost like electric spark. All these details are full and turn and turn and wind cables that turning around and not scared we can stop. Inevitably occur.
This past year has been somewhat complicated, full of unsolved mysteries that have left paradigms and sorrow in my mind. Sometimes I feel a little tired. He took me to remember that a couple of years ago, walking along streets in Peru, I read a poster in a certain place he said "are rented minds not to think" I felt out of place. Now, after many years I find some meaning to that phrase.
I asked thousands of times people think when they go on the train for 2 hours if they do not read a book, talk or you are with your iPod. I guess like many the last conversation of the day some memories and how to solve some problems. Then throw logic and paradoxical theorems on the issues involved. The analyzed from all angles and think it exempt us in some way to feel better. And if we do not want to think about magic formulas. We use our memories: the magic of forgetfulness and smiled. Is how to understand those who laugh alone on trains or buses.
These days I am taking three books "Intermittently death" Saramago, the poems "Yuria" Jaime Sabines and "artificiciales havens" of Baudelaire. And I quote the latter "... le juego una pasada a la imaginación que ha durado más que un minuto porque la lucidez lo ha consentido y me permito soñar despierto a costa de mis heridas para volverlas un paraíso…”
Algo extraño y hermoso que siempre encontraremos en la mente de todo ser humano es la posibilidad de cambiar y crear un universo propio. Donde podamos hacer un paraíso para nosotros sea frente a la ventana de un tren y sonreír esas dos horas y mirarnos a través de reflejo e imaginar un paraíso único para nosotros.
