To exist is to be able to perceive the structures that surround us at a given moment.

But the time is not the same for a hummingbird with a heart that beats at 1.200 bpm.

I am expecting something good, which may or may not happen.

And in the intervals of understanding, I write.

Our encounter is an anomaly, where perception turns the key.

Suddenly, we are not alone, there is another.

Here face to face

Some things are immediately defined, automatically.

As if not knowing, also tells the story itself.

but consider what I have to say.

I certainly have something to say.

Interactions that I try to decipher, to understand.

We can do that together.

No pretensions or intentions.

Just words and us existing in a shared dream.

Peta