I had a successful career, I had money, position in society, property, women. But I wasn’t happy at all. I left all of this. Now I’m selling newspapers at a corner. I live under a bridge. My best friends are three cats and a lame dog. I do not need anything else. I’m happy when I see the sun rising in the morning, or the stars in the night sky, when I feel cool wind on my skin or warming sun lights. I’m alive. And tomorrow… I really do not care about tomorrow. I’m grateful to the Virgin of Zapopan for my new life and my inner harmony.
Retablo by Miguel Hernández