I woke up to an interesting concert by my neighbors roosters. Usually they only sing every 10-20 minutes, but that day it was just a nonstop performance. I normally would have marched to the window and screamed my guts out "CALLENSE PUÑETA!!!!" which basically means "SHUT THE FUCK UP" in spanish, but I didn't. I was in a really good mood. So I decided to get up and start my day! I went for a run and thought about so many things, I thought about my future, the things I wanted to do, the places I wanted to see, the new chapter that I was finally willing to write. For the first time in what seemed like forever, I felt as though I was moving on from everything that had to do with "Are you the one?". Not that I regret any of it but it was just time for me to get out of those shadows and work towards being seen in my own light. So it felt good to finally let go, or so I thought I did. As I kept running, my mind was an infinite journey. A fairy tale, an adventure. My imagination flew free as the sounds of the music in my ears motivated my every step. I ran with the beat. I imagined myself dancing in the night, in front of thousands of people, without a care in the world and I felt alive... I was almost home when suddenly the music stopped. I had an incoming call from a weird number that I knew I had seen before. I quickly answered and to my surprise, it was on behalf of the producers of "Are You the One" I was happy that they called, but I never expected to hear what they were about to say.