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Analizando mi situación

son las 11:38 de la noche, acabo de terminar de estudiar Análisis Matemático 1, tú!, culpable de mis dolores de cabeza constantes, cierto es que ni las matemáticas, ni nada, [entiéndase por nada a: escuela, amigos, religión] a impedido que me aleje de tí, mi querida capoeira.

Que difícil es tener un balance en la vida, no crees?

Últimamente a quienes me preguntan como estoy, les respondo "bien, encontrando mi ritmo", y con eso quiero decir que estoy tratando de encontrar el balance en mi vida, que la balanza (y disculpando la redundancia) esté balanceada, vaya!, que las piedritas que hay de un lado, sean las mismas que están en el otro; Sí, capoeira a entrado en mi vida, como cuando agarras agua con tus manos e inevitable se escurra entre tus dedos, es así como capoeira se a metido a mi corazón, no e podido evitar que escurra y llene cada rinconsito de mi ser, aún me sigo preguntando que tan profundo está.
El 23 de noviembre cumplo 3 años, es muy poca experiencia, y realmente (debo decir) presuntuoso hablar de capoeira de esa manera.. pero estoy en ese camino, en el camino de descubrir que tanto a perforado como para no salir, estoy descubriendo mi balance . . .
Axé Galera.

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