Moving forward, I had the same view for the next five hours. It was like a highway of mirage, a never ending journey towards the next unknown.
I felt his warmth next to me; it was a nice security that I believed that I needed even if I was used to the life that I wandered alone. This time different, I fell asleep and dreamt dreams that made me think and cry, even in my sleep.
I could have sworn that I woke up more than once, still moving forward the same view - that same highway of mirage, until I were to reach my destination.