Waiting in the Terminal: Eternal Minutes...
Here I am today at 4 PM in the afternoon waiting in the Terminal of Maracay with the phone in my hands writing this little POST with the illusion of drawing every thought and idea that goes through my head.
Days like this are what motivate me to write since my mind and heart are in tune and is the perfect formula to create small paragraphs, where my thoughts are those that dominate my hands.
Maybe it took me 5 minutes to write and it was something as short as a sigh, but if it must be like that, then it will be this way.
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