Mañana…

Amo las mañanas nubladas, tristes y grises.-

Dolor de cabeza

Dos Panadol y espero recuperar mi tranquilidad.
¡Qué fastidio!

Nota olvidada

Aprendamos del deseo:
que no es preciso alcobas
ni espejos lujosos bajo el cielo de la felicidad
de un par de muslos
asechados por un mordisco hambriento.

PD: Juro que lo encontré por ahí, olvidado. Tanto así que no sé si yo lo escribí o si es de alguien más.-

Korn – Dead

All I want in life is to be happy.

It seems funny to me.
How fucked things can be.
Everytime I get ahead.
I feel more dead.

Soledad

Despierto a las 7.00 PM. Siento un terrible vacío, como si no existiera nadie más que yo. ¿En qué parte del mundo estará mi contrapunto?

Foxtrot

Cat Stevens – But I Might Die Tonight

Don’t want to work away, doing just what they all say
“Work hard, boy, and you’ll find, one day you’ll have a job like mine”
‘Cause I know for sure nobody should be that poor
To say yes or sink low, because you happen to say so, say so, you say so

I don’t want to work away, doing just what they all say
“Work hard, boy, and you’ll find one day you’ll have a job like mine,
Job like mine, a job like mine”

“Be wise, look ahead, use your eyes,” he said.
“Be straight, think right.” “But I might die tonight!”

Vacas…

Necesito la excusa de unas vacaciones para llegar a casa de los viejos, pasmarme de frío y abrazar los pinos.-

Pequeño trozo

Pequeño trozo de felicidad el llegar a casa y arrojarme al sofá a ver la TV.-

Tarde

En esta tarde la vida ya no es
una vacija rota.

Danny Elfman – The Little Things

Have you heard the news?
Bad things come in twos.
But I never knew
‘Bout the little things.

Every single day
Things get in my way.
Someone has to pay
For the little things.

And I’m through with the stories
And I’m sick to my shoes.
And the walking and the talking,
It’s got nothing to do with
The final solution.
It’s a box full of tricks.
And I’m through with repairs
When there’s nothing to fix,
When there’s nothing to fix,
When there’s nothing to fix,
And it all comes down to you.

Let the headlines wait,
Armies hesitate.
I can deal with fate
But not the little things.

Armageddon may
Arrive anyday.
I can’t get away
From the little things.

With a pile of cares
And a bucket of tears,
I could look at the sunlight
And I feel no fear.
With a mountain of maybes
And some Icarus wings,
And I’m armed with delusions
And one little thing,
And that one little thing,
And that one little thing,
And it all comes down to you.

Have you heard the news?
Bad things come in twos.
But I never knew
‘Bout the little things.

Every single day
Things get in my way.
Someone has to pay
For the little things.

A propósito de eso innombrable…

¿Qué es esto que estoy padeciendo? Mareos, dolores de cabeza, pérdida de apetito, visión borrosa. ¿Para qué regresar al médico si él mismo no podría diagnosticarme correctamente? Temo lo peor, pero de momento haré de cuentas de que la salud volverá uno de estos días.-