Normal To Get Very Emotional Out Of Nowhere?

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On the radio there is no course mourning

Attack in Marrakech five million unemployed royal wedding in London new Dukes of Cambridge all together

A rainy day like today a sunny day could be a busy day like today

's all well

barrel of oil

As well

So all facilitated

I had coffee in that place one morning after I timaran for the first time in that country, foreign and humiliated I felt,

I felt happy

drank coffee in the square watching the bustle (the real hustle)

It is so good here

Human pregnancy is the longest thing world

Well not as long as the indifference and disease

In the small planet where I live I have reason to be happy

Because I sleep with the man of the most beautiful eyes

And because I kiss

In the small planet should listen to the news and I know that high technology, chance and the knowledge acquired through social networks (such laziness) we are not free to take a morning coffee in the right place

At the appropriate time

not deliver us

What you had believed

While

One storm after another

And the trees

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Pablito, who is no longer so young.

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afternoon saying something like

Tic tac tic tac

The afternoon I accumulates in the feet while doing productive work and superfluous that I enjoy

Today is Saturday and the curtains have this yellow light that you spend Saturday at home doing fruitful things used to feel good with that part of the personality that is lurking behind the professional duty

That is not the same as the duty as a citizen but is almost the same

I've said many times, but I'll repeat

not satisfied my duties as a citizen

Beyond recycling and pay my taxes

not mess with people on the street and I do strange noises in public but that is because fear

Before not recycled because it was fashionable

And I thought it would not pay my taxes because there was the statement of income

But I was wrong

What was not paying social security

are different things

I've known in my day after adult

afternoon tic tac ticking

I worked today as a champion on Saturday, I have even done housework in the morning and I replanted about half dead cactus I grabbed a sock to avoid pricking fingers

In another ideal world would open several options that would converge on a

These jeans size 38, that gray eye shadow and black pen, always little run around the edges (laughing)

Smooth the role of a cigar stuck just turn it on and walk with great strides down the sidewalk to the place where the other

on the bar, lean on the bar

What the major steps is no merit because the length of my legs

But no matter it is a Saturday and the afternoon is yellow curtains

'm away from it all and jeans size 38

not make me laugh

In order

I do not know if I understand, the circumstances are other

(says the nun Prioress)

now is others!

(priorities)

(or possibilities)

(Other)

Yes, they are

Tic tac tic tac

Impatience

Impatience

I am a good citizen

One that does not come out and Saturday

Do not dirty the streets ash

That feels scared enough

As for disgusted

Del world we live

And yet

Be safe enough

still

And do anything about it

My boyfriend is going to collect my remains

heavy My feet

I ride my Peugeot 307

(itv in order and fines paid)

And take me to the movies in original version

Again will all make sense

(I think it has realized

of maternity clothes I wear.)

Warts And Discoloration

Invited to lunch

Intermittency.

For example, with the sun, with the bursting of heat.

Although there are white clouds and cold feeling safe, children play outside today and hide between the cars. It's someone's birthday. A special day.

Intermittency.

Sometimes I sleep three hours and sometimes ten. This night was ten. I am surrounded by books all over, I compose a new puzzle reads: for a long time since I enjoyed this concentration. Leo stories. A friend gave me the other day to Lorrie Moore and I have enjoyed two of his stories (one of them I've read it twice, "that for years?). Look forward to the third, but I chose wrong: I started with the most famous story Birds of America and the first words were baby and tumor and said: bah, better give him a chance to Alice Munro. Total. In the flash is the secret. Sometimes even pleasure. Munro also has challenged me. It is a joy that these stories come at me like this glass water, fresh water taken from the sink! In between, minitesoros that are classics (the mind, or is it the heart?, Those sunny mornings in Seville, when instead of going to college we drank coffee and beer after another and someone bought me books Alianza Cien with perfect font size, always yellow, since the first edition): Artificios . In the title page, a blue Bic pen: 1997, PG

A thawing bass, soon to be bloody. Cook something else, although I later breakfast. I also do such things : trim curtains, blah. I would not, want not. I brought the paper this morning and flipped through the pathetic supplement while drinking coffee. I am a ball around outside world. I feel disconnected from the disaster, economic virulence, pulse revolutionary. I pay attention to what it says on the radio, I do so by hand: shhh, hush, I am listening. But I do not understand anything. Soon, my mind wanders by about it everyday and imminent. I open a book and read. I look at the navel. I phone and speak several minutes with my mother, anything, from the smallest. I have no shame. (Almost like the president, almost as a candidate for president, almost as a dictator.)