Caminar

    "Why do you love traveling? what do you find there?" -you asked me, a bit anxious.

I woke up late, my phone was ringing, I wasn't able to pick up on time, but I heard the message. Not good news this time; "Is not a matter of destiny or age, we chose the steps we took in life, we will all end up there... some people even believe death is just the beginning of a new trip... bullshit, I have some experience and is not easy to say goodbye to a beloved one,  anyway I needed to travel again.

 

 

Now I'm heading to the north, light weigth on my shoulders, new place, new work, small suitcase... I have this delicious subtle feeling called happyness. Few days ago, I was on the road again, I lifted some hitchhikers, they had beautiful, smiling, shining eyes; skin totally tanned. "¡It was unbelievable!" -I heard their stories, suddenly a well known tune came trough the speakers, I saw tears falling down. They were just coming back from the best concert of their lifes, one they will never forget.

Friendship, family, unfinished stories, passion, work, school, life, locura, love... together or alone, we walk the line.

Coming or going, good luck to all of you on the road.

(Walk the line, Johny Cash)

(Yellow Submarine, The beatles)
(Sacar la voz, Ana Tijoux)