(August 2002)
One more day without incident and not feel like that there ... I find myself sitting at a table in the back in a corner in the dark bar, where no one feels ever. I do not understand, is a very quiet ...
In the radio plays Williams Robie, I hate this guy. In the tele this program M ยช Teresa Campos, also hate this chick, and now that I just realized that the waitress who hate so unpleasantly made me remove the legs to sweep.
Oh, good coffee, something good had to have the day, I turn on my cigar morning, um, the first day ducats, and perhaps also the last if not get some money to buy another pack, though you should think about getting some food.
I take a picture of my wallet, your photo, it ... How can you be so beautiful?, How much the heart can rejoice just look in a portrait? ...
Bah, fuck, that feeling quickly disappears when I start to burn the picture with my cigarette and almost consumido.Al see his picture I remember everything again I caused pain and beauty and my joy increases as the image melts on contact with my last precious ducats.
I'm 800 km from my house, well, called her before, now I have no home, tonight will be the train station, tomorrow maybe the beach or the cemetery, as the third thing ...
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