Somos demasiado eternos para estar aquí,

en los corredores del espacio-tiempo.

Es octubre,

sigo aquí

en la eternidad de este momento

y de cada cual.

Saboreo el presente como si, mañana,

no fuera más.

“¿Qué harías si me muero hoy?”

“Me moriría mañana.”

You know I love disaster, darling.

I know you do.

shitty

shitty

ten

days

I cannot be careless, you see

Because I am a perfectionist

A chaser, a dreamer

Thinking beyond, losing my sleep

Creating, mooning about for days and nights,

As if it were eternal.

Walking through this ground

so many different directions

such a great amount of people around

yet, I walk alone.

I walk these corridors of time and space all by myself

wishing to find a good companion in the end

and to never lose guidance, hope and the will to keep on walking,

going further and further into the midst of this world.