I wish there wasn’t any kind of cognitive barrier in my way of thinking, even if I know that is quite impossible for it to happen, since the fears or barriers are building up what I recognize for being what I am. However, the most impressive fact is that I feel conscious about it, then why I just don’t overcome these little devils that are dancing tango in my thoughts.

At the end of the thinking torture, I come to a point that does not change me.

I can’t talk and I can’t walk

But I know where I’m going to go

I’m going watch my money go

At the Locarno.

The specials.

Sabina and I are going to spend some time at the Botanical Garden just to feel the moisture on our skin as we have time and also because the heater system is killing our youth. Youth I love you.