lot cars passing by the street do not see us. She and I are sitting in front of a lit Galicia Bank in this windy night. Beside the carriage, and eyed baby chewing. The little girl runs around the sidewalk, because it is their home. He sits on the curb playing with the bottle, I would rescue her, but I should not. She has her eyes so hurt, how much she misses her husband. He is imprisoned for 7 years and calls every day because it is very jealous. The food is brought in half open, dripping on the floor. My phone rings. Fer is asking me to come sooner. When I tell it short I have a baby, I'm separated, and sometimes I find who can complicate care. She listens to me as if my problems were as important as theirs. Never smiles. I am an ant, useless, ungrateful. My vacuum increases. Eyes do not understand how that baby is eating alone under the lights of downtown every day, every winter. I do nothing, I'm sorry, I'm staying. Do not want to make conversation, I will not try to understand, I am a shadow, no name and no light. I have nothing to give or to give me. She looks at me and like my smile, I did not know why. She tells me how to get each weight group, the trip takes two hours and let it be 4 with the husband. He says he tried to leave but can not, not because he loves him very much. Only you know nothing, I do not understand anything, all the valuable lessons cascade the universe somewhere far away and I still have not been to take them. I feel small, beginner, novice, colorless, odorless. No where to start so do not start. I have to go home and she says "thanks for listening, I would hug her, but her body does not give me a strong signal. I'm going. Unfair, and accused myself. I'm obtuse. I'm aimlessly. Buy a chocolate mousse for dinner and a little numb. Like most days, I feel to be doing everything wrong. know not to trust, heal, and cure pulirme. Cata asked me to play, I told him to wait and angry, he fell asleep and I ended my day, without pain or joy, not a dump, at least in my house, love to counter and only sometimes I can cook inside in the soul.
For you, my friend today. I feel behind your mask of emotion. Thank you for letting me listen:
"If you pull up will hopefully arrive in time ..."
want to be better tomorrow. JGD
For you, my friend today. I feel behind your mask of emotion. Thank you for letting me listen:
"If you pull up will hopefully arrive in time ..."
want to be better tomorrow. JGD
Freedom 