Teenager again

All these years, becoming a mature man

Fulfilling years once and once again

All these years, anytime you felt in love

You became a teenager again

Is that love?,

Those nervous that you feel

When you see her coming

Walking charmingly and smiling to you

Maybe you just have not grown up

You have not become old enough

To understand that that's not love

That's not love , is it?

Perhaps I'm very bitter

So as to think that that's love

Or my heart is too young

'Cause I'm feeling as a teenager again

I'm back

I was given the ball, beyond the three point line, when I realised, had already began the movement, a slight bend in my knees, the arms raising the ball over my head, finally the jump shot, the ball sailed through the air falling into the basket. I was back.

Months ago since I had not played, but a couple of times. I felt good, was again in the game. That wasn't my first basket in that game, but was the first I felt my game coming back, I'm in the game again baby, get ready 'cause I'll be unstoppable, you won't be able to guard me. Allright, maybe I was a little bit enthusiastic and optimistic. I wasn't unstoppable, but was back in the game. I ended the game with thirteen points in my wallet and a heart filled with joy.

A couple of weeks ago since I wrote the last paragraph, we've won two games, to be realistic both teams were not a big deal, but we've been meeting us each other, because we are playing together for first time, although we won both matches also have realised that we need to play more like a team.

I hope next january when the tournament begins we are a good team, ready to take challenges against better teams than last two.

Which is the right road?

Have you ever felt alone?, there where the road forks, trying to guess which is the correct path?, and you just don't know which path follow, and you stay quiescent not knowing what to do?

You would like walking through both paths, walking through one then getting back and taking the other, but you know that once you've chosen one you will  have to forget the other one.

Both paths are good enough, they have beautiful flowers, leafy trees, fresh water springs, they have all you could need. They are so good that you can not decide which one choose.

Time is running out, yous must decide.

Time takes away what we love

¿Have you seen how the leaves fall down from the tree then the wind blows and takes them far away?.

The time does the same, but with what we love, like my grandma, here the problem is I can't do anything to avoid it, no matter how much medicine she takes, how much care is taken about her, time keeps rolling on and never stops, the human body can't last as long as the time, so a moment arrives when the body can't stand anymore and begins to fail, it may be the heart, lungs, liver, kidney, mind, something begins the debacle and the others follows, then the disaster comes.

It's hard to see, to stand and accept there isn't anything you can do to fix it, to stop it. You don't want to understand, you don't want to realise that you're gonna lose someone.

That must be some of the moments when you grow up, when you mature even if you don't want.

She is gone.

¿Are we the best friend of each other?

It's been told that the dogs are the best friends of man (of the woman also obviously), but, have you ever thought if ¿are we their best friends too?.

Recently I have experienced some problems because of my dog's behavior, well to be honest it's not my dog, it's my girlfriend's dog which basically means that the dog is mine too. I have not been able to sleep well, in the early morning the dog starts to bark and acts so anxious, it seems that he listens to the neighbor and his dog going out to take a walk, maybe he also wants to go out or just thinks that there's a problem, but I don't think that because he always acts that way when is taken out to take a walk.

The problem might be deeper, more complicated, it's well known that dogs are very social animal, they need to be accompanied by humans or other animals, and this poor dog is alone along(during) almost all day while we are working far away, he stays at apartment with nobody to play, that's very cruel for a social animal. So he gets stressed, who wouldn't?.

When we get out, he stays barking at home, maybe feels that is going to get alone or maybe he only wants to go out with us.

When she returns home, the dog gets anxious and she can't control him, he barks so loud and jumps to her legs like claiming to be taken out for a walk. So at the end of the day she takes him out to take a walk and he comes back so happy, he obviously loves it, he meets other dogs, smells new smells, runs, breathes fresh air, is happy throughout the whole walk.

After returning home, the dog is relaxed, happy, but some hours pass and everything begins again.

It's evident for me that he is not happy, he stays alone for many hours, when he should be accompanied, when I realised all this, I wondered "He is my best friend, but ¿Am I his best friend?".

The petty tyrant

There is a tiny dog at home, who is not only a nice dog  but also a terrible petty tyrant that can release a fury of the double of its size at least. He can be a charming company for those lonely days but he knows when it's time to go for a walk and he waits for a while until he gets desperate and then the beast is released, he starts to bark so loud that it's impossible not to pay attention, his barking are shrill and bothersome, he has become in the petty tyrant.

You can try to ignore him, but that's all, you can only try because sooner or later you will have to go for a walk with him. Maybe you are thinking that when you open the door the problem will have been solved, because he is silent for a moment just when you put the collar and lead, but you're forgetting something, the petty tyrant feels like a boss and wants to lead the walk, so if you don't open the door as quickly as possible, you will be hearing again the imperial barking demanding you to open the door and let him to begin the walking.

There some other moments when he acts like an old grumpy, chiefly when is sleeping and you move him, he is so small that you can take him easily to other side, but if you're not careful and he wakes up you could be bitten. Of course that bite isn't dangerous, it's just a small dog, but that kind of behavior is unacceptable, I mean I'm his owner, I feed him, I shower him, I take him out for a walk, he must be completely respectful about me.

Our deepest fear

First of all, before you continue reading this post, I must tell you "this is not mine!", this belongs to Marianne Williamson, I heard this in the movie "Coach Carter".

I thought this was the perfect beginning, why?, well because we all deserve to bright, we have to bright.

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frighten us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of god. Your playing small does not serve to the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."

Marianne Williamson

Don't be afraid to bright