I let myself go with the music, this song had something specific that really made me explode the imagination. My dad was talking while he was driving but I only was watching his lips move, meaningless.. The words were materializing when each one came out of his mouth, I knew it and I saw it but I didn't understand nothing. I know it was the Jet Lag that was playing with my mind. The music really is a camera of the time, not those for travel… But of those to stop the time and enjoy. Each song or melody comes with a different time lapse.

I turned and look at my dad and the unthinkable happened. He stopped the car parking, he wasn't speaking anymore but with one look it was enough for me to understand everything. I took off my headphones and time start again to run it was playing its normal course there was no melody that stopped the time.

People say that when you're about to die you can see your life pass in front of your eyes, but what they don't tell you is that it doesn't necessarily have to be a critical point. You only have to be in a moment with a tension level so high that you feel on the edge, you feel in your limit. And I'm not talking about the good limit.

Right there with my father looking at me, without my elevator music, without my music to be the soundtrack of my life, parked in the middle of nowhere I realized how much I love my Dad, but that didn't prevent the flashbacks to come and make disasters with my mind.