While deleting, the sensation is exactly like this: being in a train passing through a lot of small cities quickly - places that you have never dreamed before and that was always there occupying a place that you could use with a new thing. They say that we are made of past. Sure. but we dont need to keep every single detail - good or bad - of this inside of us. Or maybe we should... who knows...? Anyway I dont like to keep anything for so long.

I have to training more the right side of my brain to be stronger than the left one, free my shoulders and surrender.