Last night we had a great time at Paprika with la morci, kristin, luishi and somebody else (morci and I never got his name) who was "spain biased", but cool.
It felt correct to celebrate.
We ate good. Italian food and then several drinks at a random east village bar.
Morci had a very good time and I enjoyed that.
However, today was a tough day. Mi left knee is killing me and morci and I tend to agree that it is because I 've been overusing my left leg because of the pain in my right foot. No comments.
Besides, this afternoon, I saw Machuca, a movie about the allende' s goverment. Sad. Too sad. All those memories... Sad memories of my childhood which remembered me the awful facts that are happening in my life. I had a horrible afternoon.
Nonetheless, julio es groso y la noche de hoy es calma. Linda. Amorosa. Necesaria para poder viajar maniana y ver de nuevo el vacio. Observarlo. Asirlo. Supongo que de a poco, reconocerlo, tal vez algun dia, aceptarlo. Pero nunca, nunca entenderlo.
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