go back to writing.
after almost a year I take ... I take this immense space .... I take to fill it with everything that's in me atest and between the fingers frantically beating on the keyboard.
Resume derailed ..... Back to my greatest love .... always return to my companions: the words.
sweet, bitter, fresh, rough, stubborn, insightful .... ... My words are words that always use that little man always, I leave in my throat, I imagine and which do not give life.
In a rainy day, I go back ...
