Those Christmas lights
Light up the street
Down where the sea and city meet
May all your troubles soon be gone
Oh Christmas lights keep shining on

Colors and lights give me lots of joy and peace. A circle of bright colors wakes your brain up and gives lots of energy. Suddenly you want to color and paint. Yes, painting, like children who find their creative inspiration in a drawing and they are fully satisfied when they come back home: look mom! they say. And they are really proud of that drawing now in the middle of the kitchen: the first one and not the last one. Honestly, I don’t remember if I colored so much when I was a child, but I am quite sure about today. Today I totally appreciate every single color I capture through the eye of my reflex. Colors fascinate me. Especially on Christmas.

I don’t remember how many times I walked along these streets. Maybe thousand times. When? In a life that I consider another life and not part of me anymore. But this year my Christmas gift was coming back in that life and walking in those streets and spend good time there. Me and them, together one more time. I needed to remember that my past is always a good guide for my future, and on these words wish you the best Christmas ever:

If this was the last day of your life
What would you do to make things right?
Well, this is the last day of your life
Who you gonna call to make things right?

I walked between Christmas lights.