There one night a year where I go alone and without direction. Without joy or sadness traverse the excitement and entered a lot of bars in the back in a few seconds out. No, not here. Here either.
is a night I have just energy and no one, no pole to which electrons can go merrily my burning everything in its path. They stay all for me, with its vibration and bewildered question. I do not do but keep walking with all this commotion in the body.
sometimes caught me in a city where there were a thousand memories and pictures of me waiting for me at every corner and accompanied me a few meters ... even accompanied me even my future selves, my powers, like a mysterious breeze on a calm day of embarrassment.
Tonight was not the case. I understand the loneliness of the Phantom: The Ghost, when alone, he suffers much more.
At the end I did what I always do: I'm home, trying not to do it the same way-the magic of the circular, and I have started to download my energy on this keyboard typing. The other option was the music, but deep down I like the silence in which keyboard sound is like a lullaby through the desert interior.
Good night, world.
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