The night of my death | Small triumphs
Secrets
Small triumphs
All have had victories some time, maybe some more than others but we do not count them separately, Eloquence achieved its goal, everything that it always dreamed and it was enough to dream it and put a heart to it, sometimes people want to throw garbage and cover that great achievement but the truth is that it is still big and the garbage no matter how,is always small, Complex has had several moments of triumph and more in recent years, I felt that being who I was was finally working and although we gave a stop we always promise to return for your I dream of everything, we ask her to dream more and more every day.
Sadness on the other hand, even though being the most difficult was never easy, once she was able to heal and understand but that was so long ago that even Ira was involved, resolved her conflicts and even those of others, everyone respected her in a particular way and good Happiness, she goes well with all, if you ask her about dreams fulfilled maybe she will tell you about the bread she ate this morning, everything is a small achievement, a small piece and what Sadness sees as a catharsis for her are invaluable, unique moments and she would live them Without thinking, a thousand times more.
A night in which sadness could not take anymore, Alegría taught her to turn everything she hated into something precious, it sounded impossible the first time she heard it, then she wrote and realized that all this time it was a full glass that needed spilling in words written on a paper. That was the night on which eloquence was born.
