PRISONER OF HIS OWN DEVICE

She wonders where is he wondering, and what is he looking for, or if he is looking for something. Usually he doesn´t look because he is too busy exploring incredible things that just found kind of by accident if you don´t believe in destiny, He is too curious for loosing the opportunity to see things upside down because in that way he gets to understand a bit more and accept why and what life is about, and the way they behave and treat each other could be the only and big difference between knowing what is right and what isn´t. Only then he can trust to close his eyes and walk barefoot through the dark and scary part of that period of time, a moment she calls life, without the usual fear that crawls under his skin and seems that it is going to eat him up slowly from inside out and makes him really believe that is failling or loosing when really there is no better one or winners in this fake game where everyone wants to compete even when there is no ending in this so called race, and no golden cup to give to the first one that arrives to that lost, unknown and lonely place where nobody is waiting clapping and happy because no one really cares about him.