By almadepoeta on Skatehive
─── ❖ ── ✦ ── ❖ ─── ✦ A note ✦ 📸https://www.artguru.ai/es/ai-text-to-image-generator/create/ One morning everything can change, one morning everything can be different. One morning I woke up and rushed out, in a hurry to avoid being on time, in a hurry because of a clock ticking away minutes. I left the key in the door, the coffee unmade, the lights on, and the curtains still open. But why worry about all this, if tomorrow it won't be necessary, tomorrow someone else will have to make their coffee, get up early, greet people, and take my place? Hidden and folded, I found it there in the room, behind a half-empty cup of cold coffee, forgotten on the nightstand. It was a handwritten note, in a style that seemed familiar, written in haste, like someone who doesn't want to be discovered. "If you read this, it's already late." My heart leaped in my chest and pounded between my ribs. Late? I looked around, searching for something, but without knowing what I was looking for. There was only m