17 octubre
I got the implicit answer from time.
If it has to end up like this, it must be fate.
Something always withers away in silence. Any effort to unravel the suspense will be as vain as restoring your past image in a broken mirror. Each fragment recalls you what is diminishing; each fragment evidences you've been positioned right to a full stop. If it is foredoomed, it should be the best way off. Take it as a meaningful break in life, it is merely a trial.
Another circle of life looms in the wake of a series of inner changes in my world. Advance, it is the therapy and the religion.
Herramientas 
Ayuda
