Roots in the air: My crazy bipolar love story

…“I was looking for roots and it was not that difficult to find them. They were everywhere. At first I called them “my life”, then I called them “my stories”, and little by little I downgraded them to the status of “tales” until they reached the degree of “jokes” that I told just to get more attention, because the truth is that when I told those stories I couldn´t even fake my sad face anymore. I was just repeating as a parrot. I was nothing but a clown with a painted smile on my face in order to hide my apathetic countenance. Lucía had a great disadvantage with me, for I was already a broken man when she met me. I fed from my own pain since it was the only thing I knew; it was familiar to me; it was what I understood. When the divorce arrived, I said, “I knew it; it was the most logical thing to happen. Although I always wanted to be different from my father, each day I was more like him, and now I was a divorcee as well. What a rag of a man I turned out to be! Sometimes I wonder if I was looking for roots or if I was creating them; if I was trying to find reasons or inventing excuses; if the stories were real or if I made up the tales to have story…” …“We should not settle for “just fine”, we should all be expecting Amazing, Extraordinary, Remarkable, Astonishing, Surprising and Inspirational. I never settled for another woman, because she was my wonderful and marvelous miracle.” First, I thank the moment you are taking to read the words that with all my being I gave life to for your wondering eyes. In this work, I narrate the most important chain of events of what has been my life so far, or at least all what I can remember. In the same way, I consider this story, an emotional and passionate journey that goes from my mother´s womb to the present, sailing through the seas of my memories and selecting as they present themselves, these crucial moments and beyond, in territories of peace and war; my adventures, my dreams, my clumsiness, my bliss, and misfortunes. In this way, without more preambles, I present to you something more than a simple story: My life. Moments: Today I cried, today I laughed; today the wind caressed my face and shook my hair; today, the sun rays lightened my skin giving it warmth. Today I gave a hug, today I got mad and shouted; Today I jumped, I sat, I woke up; Today I looked at the sky and became sad, and became glad. Today I said a lie and a truth that offended; today I was loved and I hated, I loved and was hated; today I remembered and maybe was remembered. Today, I wanted to run away and hid; today I saw and was seen; today I said something that someone will never forget. Today I saw the night fall and someone smiled for something I said; today I fed some angers and forgot a promise. Today I breathed and suffered, I sighed 27 years and again I cried and laughed; Today, I realized I´m alive. Today I discovered that to live there is no need of anything else but a moment. Today I captured every moment; today I had life and for the first time I was not afraid, not even from death. Alex Krebs (February 21st 2003) First and foremost, I thank the moment you are taking to read the words that with all my being I gave life to; for you, readers, with a lot of dedication. In this work, I make my best effort to narrate the most important chain of events of what has been my life so far, or at least what I can remember; In the same way, I consider this story, an emotional and passionate journey from my mother´s womb to the present, sailing through the seas of my memories and selecting as they present themselves, these crucial moments and beyond, in territories of peace and war; my adventures, my dreams, my clumsiness, my bliss, and misfortunes. And why do I write about these incidents of my life? Because I consider that we all have a purpose for our lives, and after years of experience, sometimes very unusual, that made me think nothing made any sense, now I see myself convinced that the story of my life can serve as consolation to at least one, at the same time trying in a humble matter to give the reader some advice that might help for personal growth, and why not, to provide a little fun, entertainment and inspiration, things that do us well from now and then. In this way, without more preambles, I present to you something more than a simple story: My life.