It seems incredible how long it can take to travel the short distance that takes us away from being the way we do not want to be.
I suppose that vicious behaviors always seem to be the best shortcuts, which is why we resort to behaviors that have become tics of our arrogance. We do not realize that these shortcuts are, in fact, the walls of the labyrinth that leads us to the heart of the darkness of our character; and it distances us from the rhythmic heartbeat of our person.
Life is a walk that does not always lead us to dead ends. Many times these walks lead to a room that was initially dark. There we just have to wait, like a light bulb, for the right touch to turn us on and will prompt us to get out of our self-labyrinth.
One day, fed up with tachycardia, you will stop moving in meanders and resume your step. Your only direction will be to get away from places where you don't want to be. Hopefully, one day on any corner, you will come across someone with whom you can accommodate your life rhythm. Someone with whom these difficult times we live in shall become memorable, by sharing experiences of sugar or salt. Together with her you will try and share the magic of everyday life: you will look for your reflection in her smile, you will soak up her perfume in each shared sunrise... And, above all, you will continue learning and enjoying moments that are still unique because they are repeated by her side.
