would break the routine. unheard of, right? like a river, i need to feel free, to wander. like the doves trapped in the city, wanting to fly free in Puerto Rico and not be crazy and trapped anymore. I want to fly free i want to breathe and forget and dance and laugh and celebrate and love and jump and cry and squeal. so that i can be free. i want to help people i think. maybe medicine. i'm so fascinated by this world and by people and by animals and by earth that i am having a damn hard time figuring anything out, because everything catches my eye. well, not business. i think. but i love music and art and poeple and dance. i miss dancing. it's a release for the spirit, dancling. straight through the heart and the eyes and the body. maybe i'll dance more.