miércoles, 8 de mayo de 2013

Time goes by, but not slowly

As it usually happens, time jumps on me without prior notice, and when I want to think about it I realize it's already that moment, that one in which we leave, that one in which nothing is ready yet, that one in which you run out of time and you stand there asking yourself as a fool, "How is it possible that it's already time? Where did the days go?"

Time, always sweeping you over like a brake-less steamroller, always one step ahead from you. Time doesn't go slowly. You lied to me, Madonna...

In any case, mr. time pushes us ahead to the edge of that springboard, where the only thing you can do is to chug your fears and jump waiting for the best.

There we go. t - 5 days. Next Monday, in the night, we will be on a plane heading Cape Town. There is no step back.

Fasten your seatbelts.

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