How to Sew a Broken Soul

Without leaving space to sadness, I would like to remember my time in Glasgow. Small city, full of soul eaters in every corner. A place that can leave you naked with the biggest desire of warm yourself in a fireplace, that it will burn you from inside to outside. 

Just to clarify, I had a great time for exploration there, learning which were my limitations as a life fighter. I grown, far much than expected, never seen a place that get the most of me in the most painful way. I got lost, dye and resurrected, leaving my soul with some scars but no without purpose. I got the type of scars that make you stronger and grateful for these sunless mornings. To me, life put you what you need in order to be prepared for what is coming in the future, bad or good. No fact in your life is unnecessary. Every single person that you meet or obstacles to overcome have a reason. The reason sometimes is not visible and makes us think that any second that pass is unbearable to hold, and our hearts and souls will stop to work and blown in pieces. But theres come a deep breath, a big smile and a step forward. 

Approaching our end of the way, we should write a book, where we should write these reasons and leave it for our next generations, young souls, in order to learn that every fight and tear made us what we are, giving us a beautiful shield glow. Maybe that is the purpose, shine. The shinner that we are, the more we can see the path in front of us.

I couldn't find a more appropriate soundtrack for this entry, this song is from Passenger, and talks about Glasgow: Feather on the Clyde.

"Well I would swim but the river is so wide

And I'm scared I won't make it to the other side

Well God knows I've failed but He knows that I've tried

I long for something that's safe and warm

But all I have is all that is gone

I'm as helpless and as hopeless as a feather on the Clyde"