This week has been ripping slowly releasing bits of its cash and invulnerable poison ...
By chance I found a few days ago a photo house in which lived my childhood in the Cali-eighties, full of chat and culture ... a remote whiff of nostalgia, those few years with my father, the steep gravel road, and the atmosphere that marked my personality to always hit that morning came and stood next to my desk since then.
Today, a coworker reminded me a little longing for my times Student: Creating a software development company ... The striking (in my opinion) brand name and logo seen me for a moment from oblivion, from that corner which borders the illusions of reality with overwhelming blow.
This continual struggle, totally useless, because we already know who will win the grand conspirator- uses all its arguments. And boy are strong ... again I creep across the canvas, searching for the second wind of the strings and envying the immutability of these walls that enclose me everyday.
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