I'm trying every day to overcome my drama. 
I was born with what you call missing links, between my humanity and my disapproval of life itself.
I seem like an average person, but earlier I believed that my soul can travel far, I felt that my temple was inhabited throughout the years by many beings and that fading flesh everyone uses, only a station, yes, a bus station.
My enigma makes me sense it.
I'm breathing on the road of those moving spirits, waiting to harmonize with my destiny.