There is this little cat in the middle of a street. He walks fastly paying attention to everything he sees along his way. Trying to get the most of the scenery, breathing the pure air, sometimes, stopping at certain obstacles he meets such as little stones, sticks, a line of hardworker ants, a butterfly which suddenly cuts his way... All seemed very easy and quiet, and certain... The street was straight. That doesnt mean that there werent up´s and down´s, When he used to come across any sort of difficulty, he used to walk even faster, trying not to pay so much attention to it, just like if his fast walking could vanish all the miseries left behind. It used to work quite well this strategy, and so far, the little cat was on his way, safe and easy.
One day...yes...there is always a different day in our lives, he saw in distance, that the supposed straight street had an intersection. Oh my God! What should he do now? He was not used to making choices and stopped by the 2 ways, he sat and begun to wonder, which way could lead him to a better place.... He tried to look as far as his smart blue eyes could reach, in a lost attempt to figure out what was in the far end of them. But, no way! The streets were far too long, and all he could see was only some miles away....
Then, the poor little cat, started to try to preview what could be in there. And, by observing one of the roads, which he called , he could feel that he would end up in a place where he could have laughs, cool chats, nice landscapes, a whole twin soul to hold, and maybe, a reasonable life, with all that he could think of. But, on the other hand, although the road seemed to be very pleasant, he could not feel the warmth of emotion in there, all the time he used to cry out no echo came back as a response. But, he could feel aswell, that by the laughs, the memorable momens he previewed, that love was there, but silent. He felt the love not by its passion, but by other ways of personifications, as deep friendship, comfortable stays, and total attention. But, in reality, he was kind of afraid to go in that way...
Something was missing in that road. And he missed the passion, the burning desire, the inconditional love, the promises, the caring, the comfort. On the other road, although he didnt have the feeling of a quiet life in terms of physical conditions, and although he, many times tried to communicate and his words faded away – the road seemed not to understand quite well what was being told, he somehow felt a huge passion and love coming from that way. He prepared to cry out the sentence and to his surprise, the road had made that first!!!! He listened, coming from the very end of the road.... and he got really happy, and cried back.. and so on, a non stop came on and on... A deep feeling of caring for each other, a burning passion, something completely out of this world. Even though they could not have all the good laughs as he would with road , he thought that that road had something really special. But... now, he had to make a decision. Which one to go?
He is still wondering his way. And each day, he analises and observes more and more features about each one of them. On certain days, one of the roads looks more appealing, but, after some time, there comes the sensation of making the wrong decision.
Time is going by...
And the roads are still opened to be walked. But...for how long? 
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