Of the time I made a mistake

Looking back I know I made a mistake. I remember thinking out loud I want to destroy something beautiful. Who knew what and how. In the end I did. I managed in one moment to sever all physical ties with mankind, but at what price...at what cost.

I lost a lot that fateful spanish night. I lost myself. I lost my future. I lost everything that would come to matter to me. What did I gain for this? Endless treasure and riches? Infinte Wisdom? Enlightment? NO. I gained nothing at all.

Come to think of it, not really. I gained the feeling that keeps me up at night. the stone in my stomach that won't go away. The infinite headches that would later drive me over the edge.

Do I regret it? Yes.

Of all the things we leave behind

Cuanto extraño todo lo que no recuerdo. Todas aquellas cosas que alguna vez fueron cardinales en mi vida y hoy apenas puedo rastrear en mi memoria.

Esas miradas... esos pensamientos... esos deseos... todo olvidados en el baúl infinito que representa mi olvido. Ahí dentro donde están todos esos pedazos de mí que están perdidos en el vacío.

Adiós a ellos. Adiós a mí.