Dog's night

I often walk the night to understand my emotions, to reflect in my situation inside a society that has no place for me. A night of stray dogs and strained people, of sounds that can’t be placed, imminent violence and the rediscovery of faith, pushing me into the contemplation of droplets of scarce innocence that must be preserved. My footstep, as silent as a tiny dog’s paw, leading me all the way until the next sunrise.