'After the storm, comes the calm'.

6:00 pm. I'm suposed to be sleeping since I got up early today and I expect the same tomorrow. I've been half the day speeking in english so ¿why not writing in that language this time?

'After the storm, comes the calm'.

Well, I'm gonna make that quote my excuse or apology for what I doing next. Who knows me, knows my story, my dramas, my falls, my troubles and my past. Who knows me, knows my storm. The storm almost passed and I was waiting the calm to come, but it apparently doesn't, so I have decided to make it.

Some will say that I'm a fucking selfish. Others will understand my position about my choice: I need peace. I sware I do need it. I found someone I can live my peace with; I finally got my stability and my way, despite all the consequences that entails, and I finally decided to rest my mind and soul. 

It seems difficult, but it's quite simple. I'll be away, sometimes, and I'll spend time on me, myself and I. Not an absolut absence, just the necessary. 

Sorry, and please don't hate me.

I'll always have in mind something someone once told me: 'I hope you find peace'. 

I think we, both, us almost got it.