Cada calle es un secreto en la almohada, es una historia de cine, es una tragedia amarga, pero incluso puede ser un nuevo camino. ¡Son tantos los roles, las fantasías, las cosas malas o bonitas!
En mi ciudad hay calles que recuerdo con tanto amor, melancolía, suspirando, algunas con miedo y otras que ya olvidé. Pero cada una de ellas me llevo a un futuro, un momento, un pasado, un encuentro, cada una construyó y otras destruyó. Amo cada calle caminada, sin olvidar las calles que nunca pude caminar pero que intento recordar, porque pueden entregarme el regalo más hermoso, un presente lleno de sonrisas que construya futuros llenos vida.
¿Como son las calles de tu ciudad? ¡Comentame!
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I have a curious fascination with admiring the streets when they are not full of traffic. How many stories are there in thousands and thousands of kilometers? Love, hate, passion, shame, affection, madness and time, there are so many ideas that come to my mind. Every street is a secret in the pillow, it is a film story, it is a bitter tragedy, but it can even be a new path. There are so many roles, fantasies, bad or beautiful things! In my city there are streets that I remember with so much love, melancholy, sighing, some with fear and others that I have already forgotten. But each one of them took me to a future, a moment, a past, an encounter, each one built and others destroyed. I love every street walked, without forgetting the streets that I was never able to walk but that I try to remember, because they can give me the most beautiful gift, a present full of smiles that builds futures full of life.
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