Cracovia.

Maravillosa ciudad, llena de grandes recuerdos...

Amazing city, full of great memories...

Chances

Chances are we´ll find two destinations
Chances roll away from me
Still chances are more than expectations
The possibilities
Over me
Eight to five, two to one
Lay your money on the sun
You gotta cry before you sing

Chances lost are hopes torn up pages
Maybe this time
Chances are we´ll be the combination
Chances come and carry me
Chances are waiting to be taken
And I can see
Chances are the fascination
Chances won't escape from me
Chances are only what we make them
And all I need.

>> Chances, by Five for Fighting.

Chaos of ideas. A mind of a mess

Looking away, avoiding a direct eye contact.

Chaos of ideas, a mind of a mess.

Staring at the birds as the people go by, walking fast with just with their business in mind.

Envying the pigeons.

How they feel able to fly free through

the blue sky,

Pigeons , people . . . sometimes I can't find the difference.

Sometimes I don't want to know the difference.

With no problems in mind, with nothing to care about but food and their own safety.

And many times I wish I were one of them.