Remembering the past of a great story
The moments were definitely special, each event that I still remember as if it were yesterday with such clarity, feeling the sensation of peace and tranquility when walking, the sound of the river occupying most of my thoughts, the humidity of the leaves on the path make the steps firmer and lighter, silent at the same time, that smell that is still one of my favorites, of wetland, and pine trees, the perfect aroma of nature
Somehow everything changed when I saw that the important thing was never to follow your inspiration and instinct, to believe that you are not strange, if you have different thoughts, if you do not fit in, where ignorance abounds, misunderstanding overflows and breaks tolerance, most of the time it is the conditions of the moment that most discords thoughts, the possible anxiety of being able to know that the important thing was to trust in yourself, nothing of what you want to achieve would wear out without knowing how much it was necessary to notice the lack that you make in all places, there is no one who cannot understand
Going back a little further behind the thoughts, every moment comes in which mistakes were made, those same mistakes, which did not matter the situation or the ability to think about what was right or wrong based solely on what you did everything you saw alcohol drugs evil was always part of everyday how to deal…
