November Rain

"November is specially sad and gray... almost in France. I remember the famous song of Guns 'n Roses when said: "I can see the love restrained... and more now, when in this november the love is bizarre. May be for this reason, write this blog was very difficult. May be for this reason, under the november rain, I'm locked in my sad thoughts.

However, sadness is necessary like the rain. I think now in one of the more famous words of the people: crying cleanses the soul. And it's true. It exists an absolute right to cry, to be sad. The human right to be human.

Among the years, several people insist insensitivity, they promote coldness as a value that makes a man or woman invincible. What invincible? How we can think that a person is invincible without knowing its fragility? Without knowing emotions?

On another words, the words of the november rain lyrics:

"Sometimes I need some time

All alone
Everybody needs some time
On their own
Don't you know you need some time
All alone..."

Now I need walk alone"