Today during the end of the afternoon I went to make my daily workout practise. The place is the most beautiful spot in my small town, the most predominant colour is green, we have big long large oaks scattered all over the Park and we've got an amazing lake right in the center of the Park wich has colourful fishes and a sublime fountain that scuirts shining clean water. This is my sactuary, here I leave all the stressful things of the day, it's where I found myself my own me. 

There isn't any bad noise of any kind, the silence and traquility becomes my prays, everything make sense here. I look to the persons all around and I fell we share the same state of mind, like I was looking into a mirror and I could saw myself. After those magnificent moments I pick my car and went to the traffic, on my way home I have one last thought " back to the jungle again"...

Today on my way home and not like others days, I took the subway as my transport to get home and I witnessed something unusual, well at least for me, the people seemed robots with their eyes fixed in something that doesn't exist, like they were farway from that moment, from that place, nobody talked with no one, even couples appeared to unknown each others as they were strange people sharing only the few seats available. The only sound in that subway was the rails running of waitting to the next stop which in that case was my finish line, but before I went out on my stop I looked to an old lady and I could see an amazing brightness of happiness in her expression, she took a look on me and she smiled....