She leaves behind a damp pillow, wet with her tears. You touch the warmth
with your hand and watch the sky outside gradually lighten. Far away a crow caws.
The Earth slowly keeps on turning. But beyond any of those details of the real,
there are dreams. And everyone's living in them.

“Oamenii pot fi impartiti in mare in doua categorii: realisti mediocrii si ideal…”

“No one in my family, not one of my friends or classmates realized that I was go…”

“When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. Tha…”

“Busco la perfección. Por eso es tan difícil. –¿Un amor perfecto? –¡No! No pido …”