Sitting on an empty table, holding in my right hand a little bag full of coins, with my gaze fixed on the jukebox of the only canteen in my neighborhood. I was thinking about… what would be the next song I would select to listen to? While my heart was shaking and the blood in my veins was burning to the beat of the music. I was about nine years old and didn’t know the word shame. So, no matter what the drunks said, I sang at the top of my lungs following the musical notes of the song the jukebox was playing at that moment.
Have you ever heard the tale of unwanted toys? Or maybe, did you ever get a chance to see the forgotten toys Christmas movie? I do listen to the story and get excited watching the movie. I also remember that there was an animated movie about rejected toys. All the characters went through various adventures in which they suffered a lot, but in the end, they found a way to be happy.
During the month of September, I have not made weekly publications with the frequency that I am used to doing so, since I have been visiting different people who have requested it because of the need they have to be heard and express their feelings without fear of being judged or criticized.
Remember me on rainy days. When the rain surprises you as you walk down the street, because when you feel the cold drops sliding on your skin… You will be able to feel the heat of my body, Keeping you warm!
The expression, “LIFE IS A DREAM” can have various meanings that define it or forms of expression that exemplify the feelings of people in a specific emotional state during a certain period of their lives.
My father was a photographer. He made many trips to different places to take pictures at the town fairs. He met many people, and on several occasions, he told me about his experiences on those trips. There were times when he would tell me stories that I had already heard.
EMOTIONS AND PAPER STRIPS 