It is already late. There I am standing in front of this great avenue trying to cross the other side to take the bus, but then encourage you to find similarities of things, I stand, thinking that somehow way of life is how this great avenue, a crowd of cars with some go and others come, sometimes a large number of cars will come and few or vice versa.
I am still watching, fascinated by my contemplation, thought and life is very similar to this coming and going of things, shadows, bodies move against me, something similar happens in our daily existence, some things are and as many to come. In our lives, sometimes our paths are saturated, everything becomes a mess and it seems that there is no way to remove them, to go fast the traffic, you look back and forth and there are no alternate routes, or perhaps are there, but not view deep in the confusion, often feel that they will drown or you can run over, even those who come do not know how to face them, how or why they come.
Life is very similar to this great way of communicating, I do not understand is because such a fan of finding similarities, it hobby of seeking explanations for things that may seem may not mean anything other than what they are, as they are.
Well in this back and forth on the avenue of life, dreams, triumphs, failures, incomplete stories, pieces, fragments of things, and new projects, and others will come
Perhaps occasionally worthwhile stop, stand still facing life will look like and other events come, see, watch life pass before our eyes, as a chain of events, in which some go and others come.
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