Sometimes I wonder how many lives I will have to live. How much karma I will have to pay. To have the happiness of having the time and the resources. To be able to have the company of this beautiful woman or a beautiful variant. I know it is fanciful, but if it weren't for this kind of art, my life would have no meaning, and at the same time, like an equivalent exchange, one must be worthy to be with her. The irony of life in the things that happen to us. Sometimes fantasy keeps you optimistic. Although it is only an artifice for the mind and the heart.