Today I woke up looking for myself…confused.

Longing for my own presence.

I felt my empty hands

and I saw my face in the mirror

with the traces of the distance I have walked.

I opened the luggage of my journeys

and took out one of the faces I keep in it;

a mask of laughter and happiness,

I placed it over my worn out face

and saw the world through the window, outside…waiting.

–José G. Vázquez