Si un movimiento se nace en nuestro cuerpo porque lo buscamos fuera mirando al espejo…?

Welcome to my journey of dance…music diary written by songs which are as random as me and my life is.

Buenos Aires, Argentina (2022)

Spain (2019)

“There’s a bluebird in my heart
That wants to get out but I’m too clever
I only let him out at night sometimes
When everybody sleeps

I say: “I know that you’re there
Don’t be so sad, ” that’s what I said
Then I put him back but he’s always singing
I don’t let him die and we sleep together
Like that with our secret pact…”

• Charles Bukowski