I am unwritten, can't read my mind, i'm undefined. I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned. Starring at the blank page before you, open up the dirty window, let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find. Reaching for something in the distance so close you can almost taste it. Release your innovations.
Feel the rain on your skin, no one else can feel it for you, only you can let it in. No one else, no one else can speak the words on your lips, drench yourself in words unspoken, live your life with arms wide open. Today is where your book begins, the rest is still unwritten. 




Pensar que en cuatro días voy a estar viajando. Me mueeero de ganas de que sea lunes. Quiero irme ya, ya, yaaaa. ¡Quiero viajar en avión y conocer esos lugares! Ahora sólo tengo que esperar y disfrutar este fin de semana, que acaba de empezar.