I’m nobody, who are you?
Are you nobody too?
Are we total strangers?
Two nobody life dancers.
I’m drowning, where are you?
Can you feel it too?
You float like a butterfly.
I’m sinking on decry.
This could be our revolution:
Baubles of stolen days.
Far away caught in illusion,
You have overthrown my chains.
So I survived. Still blood in my veins.
I can see nothing before you.
I can see nothing after you.
We were born and raised
in a summer haze.
Nothing remains after us.
After I realized that I never would be winning an Olympic gold in the 200m butterfly, I spend many years thinking about what to do in life, researching which path should I follow to accomplish my life goals that were on reach. So, it’s not surprising that after many efforts in this research I became a researcher. First a news researcher (or call it journalist if you prefer) and later a scientific researcher.