I miss the halfway point. Only half. Yet it is the most complicated, most difficult, what you want, but you're not sure of wanting altogether. Oscar Wilde said to be careful about what you want because then you run the risk of getting it. Well, perhaps it is my case. It is the half point of courage, ambition, enterprise. That half-point that marks the turning point that makes the difference. Here is the problem: the difference, subtraction. Half a point to have that surely means giving up something and I have not understood a thing. Why can not believe that it is independent of any exchange or compromise. And I do not know if it's better to stay without so that half a point to be kept unchanged dreams and desires, that little push in to get groped, it makes you feel alive and pulsating or join and enjoy the peace and quell'appagamento. The fact is that I do not know which side is my halfway point. There are no doors to knock on when or groped by fortune. I do not know how to get it, do not even know if I deserve it. That's half the point that changes everything. And I do not know if I'm ready to change. Perhaps remain in limbo some more '. And I stretched and I get down and take advantage po'ne. Coward! Guilty! But half of that paragraph that is missing, alas, I'm not the only maker ... Not everything depends on us. Not always.
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