Although I was already getting used to spending days and days walking aimlessly, finding food in the woods and bathing in the river, at times I felt the need to feel useful, which led me to go into a city and find something to work with..

     I decided to pick up paper in a city, because handicrafts didn't sell and picking up paper would guarantee me honest daily bread.

     There I went, rummaging through the garbage, finding disposable cans and liters in the bags, putting as much in each bag and tying them together and throwing them on my back, and there I would deliver them to an appropriate place.

     I left Santa Catarina, for Paraná, with the idea of ​​getting to Foz do Iguaçu, and getting to know the falls. 

     But as I didn't have to pay the ticket, as what took me to the places were my own feet, I didn't have a date or time to get there.

     And I arrived, it was so beautiful.

     I went down by the panoramic elevator and arrived on the catwalk and I was watching that water falling and listening to its sound.

     Suddenly, I started to feel the droplets that the cataracts spread in the air, begin to touch my body, as if they were hugging me.

     I felt embraced by God, at that moment, it was magical, it was beautiful, it was inexplicable.

     The difficulties of life on the street didn't even seem to exist at that moment, I felt like screaming, hooooooooooo,  Yeah God did the magic again, to make me forget everything that makes me sad and remember him. 

     When I left there, I started walking again without an exact direction, walking straight ahead, just walking.

     On this trip I arrived in my hometown and ended up finding in the bakery that I went to buy bread, a childhood friend named Rosana, and when she recognized me, she took me to her house and let me spend the night in a warm bed, in many years, it was the last time I saw her, she died of cancer years later. 

     I was left with the image of her winning and happy, it was good.

     I left the city and continued straight ahead, heading towards the beach, the opposite end of the state, and there I decided to walk along the sand as far as it went, then I entered a trail in the middle of the Atlantic forest and left in São Paulo, where I started again. the walk to the seafront, and then I went through the sand to the den, and arrived in Rio de Janeiro.

    There I would experience some more beautiful emotions, I went to Christ the Redeemer and from there I looked at the city from above, the sea, the green of the woods and the buildings and houses mixed down there. 

    I turned to the huge image of Christ the Redeemer and screamed with all my strength, I'm alive, I'm alive, and I looked at him and thought, of the child of God in front of me hearing me say, that my self was alive , thanks to Him and His Father. 

    The guy responsible for local security, looked at me and smiled, and at that moment I looked at him and saw a person I had left behind, but that I still care for and love today, an ex -boyfriend named Ayrton.

     At that moment, it seemed, that Christ was speaking, that love was present there.

    And it was, because He, Jesus, was in my heart, his Father too, and that statue for me represented at that moment the size of their love for me.

     Another magical moment, again God there snuggling me.

     I never had the dimension of divine love for me before the streets, but in it, he became so present that life became a divine gift. 

     It is clear that human beings and their hardness of heart and evils surrounded me all the time and often did me a lot of harm, but even in those moments, I could see the hand of God, who at these times, instead of a simple companion of trip, he became my only support and help, putting the right people in the right place, to give me physical help while he gave me the emotional help that human beings were incapable of giving.

     I passed by many places on the street, one of those places was a beach named Arroio do Silva, in Santa Catarina.

     At the time, the place had a nice mayor and good people, and his family had Zé Paim's canteen, on the dolphin beach, which served meat boards.

    It was a board made of various roasted meats, and pepperoni sausage. 

    He was mayor from two thousand five to two thousand and eight and I was there since the end of two thousand and seven, and I spent the end of the year at the spa, which had a big party on the beach at the time, with lots of music, which came from the stage that was the wooden acoustic shell that, when there was no event, was where I slept.

   That year they went to play, at the turn, several groups, but there were concerts for weekends in a row, throughout the summer.

     The mayor was a gaucho, beyond friendly, and whenever he was in the canteen, he set up the chimarrão and came to talk to me, treated me well and sometimes gave me a plate of food.

     Through him I met many rich people, who came to the canteen and he used to talk to me.

      Seu José's family was also very nice.

     Sometimes I watched the show on their big screen, which he put on for customers. 

     The man liked the brothers Bruno and Marrone, César Menotti e

fabiano, he always saw and listened.

     He really admired them both. .

   One of those shows was playing a group from Rio Grande do Sul, and while they played the music I sang plastic cans and danced alone in the street to the music.

    And when I see it, there's a very nice blondie, who comes down from the stage where he was setting up the sound and comes towards me, takes me by the hand and starts dancing with me. 

     I was surprised and found the attitude beautiful, even affectionate.

    He danced a bit with me, but I was embarrassed, I was smelling rubbish, and I wasn't right in step because of that.

   Seu Zé Paim, was a rodeo narrator, had a powerful voice, he opening the show with the blond boy saying now Grupo Tradition, Tchê Garotos, these Golden Boys from my state Rio Grande do Sul, stayed in my memory

    What wasn't mine emotion, when, the little blond boy got on stage at night and started singing the songs they were using for the audition earlier.

     I looked and thought, wow he's the vocalist.

     What a darling 

     What a beautiful polka dot!     

   When I went to bed that night, I prayed and asked God that that nice and dear young man would grow a lot in life and be very happy, because of the size of the joy he caused me that afternoon.