When coming back from a meaningless, stressful and unrewarding workday, I go running my 10k Manhattan loop, come back to a wonderful home and dinner in the making, the cat sleeping lazily on a white bed and Marie shining as always and cooking beautifully for us as if there was no tomorrow, and I try to remember that I have it easy and others are suffering much more than I ever will…
"Mi cuerpo se está separando de mi mente
Se quiere huir
Que invente, que sueñe, que vuele muy muy alto
Me lleva hasta ti
Me voy a convertir en un ave
Convertir en un ave
Mis alas están saliendo
Mis plumas voy moviendo
Cruzar por los barrotes
Volar al horizonte
Llegar hasta a ti"Me voy a convertir en una ave – Maná
(A song about political prisoners in Central America)
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