And this time we decided not to. Not to let it out, not a single word, apparently empty stares, which where actually filled with thousands of messages. And that was it.

I was always riding the mysterious cloud from up there, where I thought about life, and I woke up sometimes, but then I was able to keep on dreaming. Should I jump?, I asked to myself several times, and I couldn’t find an answer.

Parachutes

You jump and then you pray