Yesterday was the end.
It was a strange day.
The last weekend I was at so wonderful place. I enjoyed a lot.
I arrived at Distrito Federal so tired and so dizzy.
Yesterday was the end, because I realize: everybody hurts.
My mind begins to think because the work is less than other days. But, I know, next days I'll be work until two or three o'clock at the morning, but, I don't want to think right now because I don't want to feel anything.
The end has been arrived.