Well, as I said just a year ago ... Forty-nine sounds better to 49, will I find the lyrics softer than numbers, or understand them more, or that they understand me but me.
Perhaps the proximity of the round number that inevitably becomes the half century overwhelmed me a little or that the charity returned with my mirror image that does not resemble the numbers ... they say that there are none so blind who will not see ... or was deaf will not hear? In the case, my case is the same ...
spent a whole year since that forty-and-ochosuena-better-than-48 and some things moved from place, for example, the greeting that I received last year from the low Dutch Today I sweetened magic ears from Athens and the promise of his bandoneon playing in my honor tonight at a packed house certainly was a wonderful gift.
A difficult year if any, but with many things that came to fill in some gaps waiting their turn ... a few days ago I thought about it, the things that went through my life this year and were modified for good or bad some of my feelings, some of my abilities, some of my smiles.
started with a pain in my descending branch, which became my own pain and put me in a place of helplessness, his hands tied and a number of words that were not enough to alleviate penalty; was happening, slowly, as it should .. in fade out ...
And to confirm that from no two without three, ends with a visible deterioration in my branch up made me aware of how much I angered some situations, not the situations themselves, but for what cause and as my only defense is produced which in medicine is called paradoxical effect , and obviously I can not control but with a huge effort. I became aware at last that at some time, long or short it is, I can find me in a state of total orphans.
between the two branches, the ascending and descending, but I was with my and my least. Speaking from my own
pain, words that caused or attitudes that planted, would be exhausting, both as it was for me this year. But the pain, always kept the faith and I entertained the most wonderful dreams and the same good faith made the noble words and attitudes have more weight than those who once caused the injury and believed it was time to lie down after so many battles ... without Siqueros imagine that what I believed the valley would become arid desert again.
Meanwhile, the metal reached its magical metamorphosis with the help of these two hands than a year ago were inert.
found in this way paved for hours, days, weeks and months, people filled with love me and let me know it was worth it to walk on, however hard and intricate to submit the road.
And so I came to this today, a day like any other, but for that of the conventions, was a different day ... Because absences became more visible, because the possibility that your wishes are met as he went off the flame of the candle that no one blew the queloscumplasfeliz are ... because nobody happy and fulfilled simply because if ...
was a difficult year, no doubt ... they say that what starts bad, ends bad.
say ...
But as I said, there are none so deaf as those who do not want to hear ...
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