Today I'm going to reach a peakthat no one has ever reached.I should enjoy it.But this is not so.
Enjoy the journey,they say.
As if thiswas a walk.
This is not a walk.It's a race.
To this summityou don't come strolling in.
You arrive slowly, yes,as slowlyas possiblebut not walking.
At leastI don't know how to do it like that.And neither do they.That's why they're not here.
You startadding hours,
that are stealing whole days from you.
Hoursthat hide the passing of the months and the weight of the years.
Years you dedicateto do,what no one has ever done.
Others will saythat it is all about my ego,that I do itfor recognition.They don't knowhow flattery hurts.
You do it because you have no choice.
A pinchthat you carry betweenchest and stomach.
It squeezes and tells youwhat you haveto do.
It sets you aparteven from your people.
I'll savor it later,when enough time has gone by,when it no longer hurts to look.
Then maybe,if I'm lucky,I may turn my headand think, I did it.Then I will enjoy it.And maybe, for a moment,I will forgive me.
No!It can't be.
On September 17th 2020I finished building a structureto create responsive webcomics.I thought it was the firsttime it was done.On December 11th 2020,I discovered that already since 2017a project had been created with alla responsive and well donewebcomic should have:
And yet,now that everything is lost,I begin to see the beauty.
This is a responsive and multilanguage webcomic.
Atthis link I describe the main features of the responsive comics I publish. There is also a demo with the layout options of this format.
When I finish a new story, I share it on these social networks: