Hello, everyone! This time I took prompt #156 gravity, as inspiration. I kind of felt the need to write about something this existential drama of leaving Earth that has been wandering on human's mind for a while. Hope you enjoy it :)

Unsplash“It looks small, but not so small that you can't have a party,” Jules joked rubbing his hands together just after parking in front of the house his friend Barry had bought.“No more of that turning upside down way, Jules. I came here to get my life together,” replied Barry who was starting to unpack things from Jules' truck.

As for MALBA, I confess that at first I didn't even know it existed. It was after exploring the city a bit, that I stumbled upon this beautiful facility. It was really captivating and challenging to observe the works exhibited there. Take a look yourself.

PixabayPor sorpresa también está en tu mirar, que me hace mil años vivir.Revienta mi singular pesadumbre, haciendo del violento derrumbe una nueva vía para transitar entre la gris muchedumbre.La dinamita de tu accionar se va haciendo costumbre, aún en mi largo olvidar. Cada recuerdo, si, cada detonar, es una explosión que surge.

How will death feel like? Will our memories come to us in a loop? Could we remember everything or just our happiest moments? Anyway, I think it could be one last beautiful lifetime trip.TemplateOld ManParachuteNewspaperNewspaper 2Paint SplashClockRobotBallMonk

PixabayElla necesitaba diez kilogramos más de la hoja de té púrpura para curarse definitivamente. O así decía el médico que la veía.Huérfanos después de un derrumbe en las montañas de Guilin, Xen tuvo que madurar de golpe a los diecisiete para sobrevivir con ella. Vivían del pan y la agricultura, como cualquiera en el campo.