Sometimes, things happen to us that ordinary reason cannot comprehend that we have to provide them with our own cosmic explanation if we are to continue to believe in stars, in angels, in love, in the beauty of life or in the other things we consider miracles. Otherwise, we grow old indifferent; dying a little each time we think of broken trust, broken promises and broken hearts, specially if they are ours. (July 1, 2000)

(Currently cleaning out some papers and found this logbook where I have written some "thoughts")