Sunday River Bus From Nyc

in what moment away from me the things I liked? No I was not able to realize that every time, was doing what I liked least. fallen into a foolish dream that I did not belong. Now try to remember the things I liked and I can not remember, only divisible blur, muted voices and very common.
my little world became smaller again. I let things absorb too much, not realizing what was happening around me, without hearing the cries of despair were heard, without measuring my own bienestar.esta is not the first time it happens and not be the last. while still in my quest (which is to be held, about 2 years) after realizing this I decided to go with some things, but sadly I realized that captivated my attention as before, fortunately there are things that have not disappeared, new things are added and things to discover at the time. but what always happens to me, that things once I stop them are no longer the same again. I do not belong even to be mine for long. hence assume that I am a creature of habit, with a self-imposed routines for me.
but that he will do, do not draw much to mourn over spilled milk. I can only the merla.! regain what belongs to me and return to my world. I need nothing more! and then build my wine cellar (the islands are very expensive and costly) to live, forever playing and doing things that I like. Lately