A story

This is the story i wanna tell you. There was a girl – ok, more like a woman -,that used to say she was free and only she could understand her freedom because she followed rules but still was making what she wanted.

One day someone opened the book that narrates her life, read a couple of sheets and closed it, then saw her walking alone and approached to say: “you have no good sense”. She laughed and kept walking, so he came back for the book and read a couple of lines and wrote a letter to her that said : “you have no common sense”, this time she answered on the same letter with two words “ha,ha”.

Once again he opened the book looking for the reason of her laughter, he read a phrase, opened the door and there was she, with a smile on her face. He screamed: “¡¡you have no sense at all!!”, she laughed and said: “you’re wrong, it´s not me, it´s life; life wasn’t made to have sense it was made for living and the others read it with no chance of changing what you wrote”.