There is no worse feeling than being convinced and determined to want to reap success, a result, an expectation, a hope, only to see it only an optical effect, far from reality, a moment that represents suffering and waiting that you will never forget.

There are many cases, from having married a woman who before marriage made us believe she was a relative of Mother Teresa of Calcutta, only to discover that we were dealing with a person more like the Devil, captivating in intimacy and charming between the sheets, to then seeing her ruthless in life, according to an irrational scheme that we cannot control or determine, that only produces pain, the real one that hurts.

But even children have a good ability to contribute to negative facts, an example is those who every month present their university exam booklets, trusting in their statements and believing that everything is going the right way, only to discover that it is a vintage fake, to which guilt is claimed on all sides, the mother first and foremost who protects.

A work that is not done with love, leaves a result halfway, and you immediately see how incomplete it is; Everyone notices what you are doing, and how you are doing it, your personality, even if eclectic, cannot erase what you have customized, your forty years of experience and studies, speak for you, many failures constitute only one certainty: success.

The future does not allow a personalized reflection to the individual, many are afraid, have little experience, anxiety, the possibility of getting sick, and are accustomed to living day by day, with their vices, typical of those people of habit, every morning they go to the bathroom at the same time, have breakfast at the same time and have sex at a set time, without knowing that a variant can cause in terms new randomness because the occasion always offers a curiosity.

Being lucky is no small thing, but I keep this wealth locked in my drawer, otherwise, everyone might want to ask and know about their destiny, but I have not yet organized and ventured into the possible profession of the fortune teller, I don't know where to start and I would be forced to have to become a liar, without major sacrifices immediately.

I saw her in the distance, never before had I seen so much beauty in a single minute, I was fascinated, struck by her, almost deluded that she was coming towards me, I stretched out my hand to take her and then I tried again with both hands, but she smiled at me and then ran away, without ever knowing if I had another chance to meet her:

I thought I was going to catch her, but she ran away!!!!!!!