It's all so far away, faded, rarefied. It seems as if the past, once so important, it had never existed, as though facts and emotions were only the illusion of a confused dream, which as you wake up you can see all the inconsistencies and absurdities, it is as have in mind the faces of people who do not recognize anymore and that perhaps has never been real. It's been such a short time, it is true, but it seems to be a past life ... everything falls asleep slowly, now. Only the bitterness remains, a bit 'more difficult to overcome.