circle

Circle

Looking the remains of another sleepless night he get on his feet again, everything comes back to where it started.

Night to day
Sun to moon
Clouds to stars
Day work to exit hour
Drive to walk
Walk to drive
Talk to get quiet
Sadness to happiness
Noise to silence
Wake to sleep

Everything get back… just sit and relax opens a tequila bottle, and get back to his apartment turn his guitar on and play again another song…

Circle

Yesterday he was crying and now his looking forward to find what makes this world go around in circles

Crying to heal

Healing to ?

friday night

everythings turns gray and he just looks out to give a step to the door, looking the sky with nothing new, looking the walls with nothing new, looking the souls with nothing new, he just forgets for one second that all new comes from inside his heart, he pumps out a big idea.

smile

not so new

but its new to him

he walks for a friday night... a new one