I really enjoy been inside a society and a city without synchronizing myself to their own rhythms. I like to drive around at the times people aren't coming back from work or going to eat lunch. I love eating lunch early or late. I love it as long as it is at least a little off. Off track, off time, off space. I'll be leaving this city soon. Actually, in a couple of months. Sometimes these "couple of months" seem like an eternity, sometimes they seem really small. What about the unknown future? Right now, my body is quite used to a shifting effect: from scared, to really happy, then indifferent. I mean... who wouldn't be scared of changing like this? Going off to some new country you've never even set foot on. Living there... for years. And then I get scared. But it doesn't last for too long. Fear is a strange feeling... specially once you get used to it. Sometimes it works just like Spiderman's tingling: warns of danger, mostly when my girlfr...