Recently, did I heard the phrase ¨silence is the residue of fear¨ on a TED talk. Sometimes, it is hard for us to speak up or say no. If I had to reverse myself on something I have not been doing is that. Besides, I have realized that in order to write better, I need to be in communion with reality. Yesterday, did I have a good day despite some little mishaps. Finally, did I decided to come out of my shell after a while. I got out of my comfort zone and went out of home to speak to some tourists. Even though Miraflores, which is one of the places I am used to go to do that, is  far from my house, it is worth it to spend some time there once in a while. Anyhow, I talked with some American girl I saw in one the main squares of Miraflores. I approached her cautiously and we chatted for a while. After we exchanged information, I left to the bus stop. I did not expect anything unusual from getting on one of the crowded Lima buses. Nonetheless, I was in for a surprise. As soon as I sat on one the shared seats of the bus, this man started talking to me. His name was Rolland, he started out the conversation because he saw that I was reading an English novel. I did tell him that I spoke English and we chewed the fat for a bit. Not only did he pepped me up, but he also made me realize that life is too short for regrets. This good sir had been living 30 years in the States before he came back to Peru. He told me some of his stories serving in the army for instance. Despite the fact that the bus was really jam-packed, we still could share some ideas with each other. I did leave him my card. Even so, if I do not see him again, our talk will serve as an inspiration for me not to give up. I may be a lone wolf in a city full motley groups of people. Nonetheless, it does not mean I cannot prevent myself from retreating into my room and have some fun.