"Losing" is a word that can mean many things, not always bad, it is said that sometimes we lose to gain something, that's where the learning comes from. It has also happened to us that we think we lose someone, but then life surprises us in the best way, so we do not really lose. However, it can happen that we do lose, literally, and not only that, not always what is lost can be recovered.

Always, since I was a child I kept focused on my studies, it was my only job or purpose in my life, besides playing, my studies were the most serious thing I had and the most important. That was always the case and when I got to college this did not change, studying and graduating from college was my new goal. However, like any young man of my age I made many friends and there began my foray into the nightclubs, who does not like to go dancing? You had to study, but you also had to have a social life, have some fun, go to the trendiest places, which by the way were becoming more and more popular. Since I was studying far from home, in another city, the weekends were for studying, sometimes washing, doing the market, and there was also time to go to the beach, among other things. It all started like this, one Saturday night we went dancing, that happened every other weekend, but the bad thing was that these outings became more and more frequent, every weekend we went dancing, and it was not just one day, it was Friday, Saturday and Sunday.