I like to think about the hazards of destiny. To think that every day you roll the dice and it is a game of probabilities to match the number. It seduces me to think that at this moment these are only letters, but within the probabilities of your choice; I could discover each one of the lines of your hands and it is exciting To imagine if in the first meeting they will be cold or warm, it makes me inflame the uncertainty. But more than that, it seduces me to think that the universe is so wide and that two souls can coincide, making the fair game of seduction more attractive; but what most agitates my thought is the intrigue of your aroma ... Life goes so fast that only the good times, the mischief and the risks will remain in the stories to tell ...