An strange day

That morning I got up early. I went to the bathroom to take a shower. After that I ate some biscuits with a glass of milk. You could see the darkness of the street across the windows. The street was empty; everybody was sleeping at this time. While I was walking to my car I could heard my own footstep.

When I arrived to the airport it was different. There were a lot of people running and chatting. My plane had to leave the city two hours later. I came to my window to board. While I was waiting in the queue I saw a man in my same line that reminds me somebody known. After a while I realized that was my best friend when I was a child.

We were very friends but his parent changed his job and they left the city. We haven’t met another time from that moment. I don’t know the reason but I didn’t say anything to him.

I came to my meeting. During the dinner with my colleagues, I can’t forget the situation. When I arrived to my hotel I wrote a letter to my parents asking why the life transforms the people, why the people only think in work and why the people can live a lot of time without showing their feelings.