"...to enclose the present moment; to make it stay; to fill it fuller and fuller, with the past, the present and the future, until it shone, whole, bright, deep with understanding."

Virgina Woolf, The Years



Strange but, in time, uno aprende a amar ciertas formas de concreto, y a sentir hartazgo ante la proliferación de insectos en áreas donde la naturaleza abunda.