Sometimes it happens. And you get a chill through your body. And you´re lost. And you can´t see a way through. And you hope that somethings changes. And you fear nothing changes. And you loose and you must admit that you loose. And maybe understanding along the way that no one wins or looses. It happens. Things go on. And you know that in some way you have to accept it. It happened it´s part of you, of your life, of your own reality. And you´re the one who have to deal with it for the rest of your life. And it´s up to you how to deal with it. And maybe in the end you´ll not know what it´s all about. and you just live with it. I don´t like self made sentences.
Tiago C. Bôto