I tell you: it is that I have no soul

Buenos días, hoy me ha tocado a mí eso de no dormir apenas. Hay una pequeña araña que se ha encaramado a mi corazón. Es muy tenaz y se afana tejiendo malos sueños con el fuerte hilo de los arrepentimientos.

Good morning, last night it was my chance without sleep. A small spider has climbed to my heart. It is very tough and she strives knitting bad dreams with the strong yarn of regrets.

And this is my humble interpretation of a dinosaur for my children.

Yesterday my kids enjoyed Jurassic Park, the first film in the series. And after that I said «Hey, guys, take some pencils and try to draw a dinosaur and the prize is that also will try to draw a picture of one of those prehistoric monsters«. I saw the finished work of Roman, my (almost) 5 years old son, and I thought «what the hell can I do to overcome this?«