Con la sonrisa en el ojal, con la idiotez y la cordura de todos los días, a lo mejor resulta bien.

Es complicada la forma. Bueno, en realidad es un elipsoide.

It could be that it has no end

The only thing more unthinkable than leaving was staying; the only thing more impossible than staying was leaving.

Learn your way around loneliness. Make a map of it. Sit with it, for once in your life. Welcome to the human experience.

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Start.

Cambió la entropía del universo.

As you get older; you've probably noticed that you tend to forget things. You'll be talking with somebody at a party, and you'll know that you know this person, but no matter how hard you try, you can't remember his or her name. This can be very embarassing, especially if he turns out to be your husband.

"It's like the smell of burned toast. You made the toast. You looked forward to it. You even enjoyed making it, but it burned. What were you doing? Was it your fault? It doesn't matter anymore. You open the window, but only the very top layer of the smell goes away. The rest remains around you. It's the walls. You leave the room, but it's on your clothes. You change your clothes, but it's in your hair. It's on the thin skin on the tops of your hand. And in the morning, it's still there."
— Elliot Perlman (Seven Types of Ambiguity)

Oh I believe in yesterday

Waiting for the show to begin, red lights, green lights, strawberry wine, a good friend of mine, Venus and mars are alright tonight.

Que odio me da "el macho argentino", por dios. No lo soporto más.

Pd: Estoy bien quejandome, gracias.

Lo que me molesta a sobremanera de este país es que la gente es demasiado efusiva.
¿Quién disfruta Sunrise haciendo "palmas"?

-que no hubiese pasado.

Imposible retroceder. Improbable avanzar.

Ni Lemony Snicket podría hacer algo al respecto.

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I'll take a long stroll ,walked down washington street.

What started as a mass delusion, would take me far from the place I adore.

- ¿TAN ilógico?

(On a cloudy day)

Come away with me, on a bus.

December

I’ve been sleeping
For the later parade

Periodistas del orto.

Las evoluciones reversibles no existen en realidad. Son solamente un concepto teorico.

What a fool i was to think I could live in both worlds.

Reemplacé el placard por un perchero gigante de dos caños. Ya no tiene sentido esta entrada

¿Qué puente?

The long and winding road.

That leads...

Algo así como los positivistas y la hermeneutica. Ricoeur, Beuchot. La diferencia entre pensadores, que podrían ser comprensivistas, y no lógicos.

Volveraloescencial

Se nos ofrecen múltiples identidades.

(pensar)

-Aristoteles: "el amigo de todo el mundo no es un amigo"

Sunday morning-

Would you care to sit with me, for a cup of English tea? Very twee, very me, any sunny morning.
What a pleasure it would be! Chatting so delightfully. Nanny bakes fairy cakes, every Sunday morning.

Seattle. Birthplace of the $3 cup of coffee.

-"All endings are also beginnings". Es parecido a una escalera de subte doble, me refiero a esas que son escalera común, y al lado una mecánica.

Now, good night.

Sunrise, sunrise. Looks like morning in your eyes. But the clocks held 9:15 for hours.

Evening.

Si encontrara otra forma de energía lumínica para la fotosíntesis, yo podría vivir sin sol.

Lluvia lluvia lluvia. Precipitaciones aisladas. Total a parcialmente nublado. El cielo está nublado produciéndose la dispersión de la luz. Precipitación líquida, continua y uniforme en forma de gotas de diámetro grande, pequeño o variado. Linea turbonada. Luz purpúrea.

¿Quién caracterizo esto como "mal tiempo"?

"Sooner or later, everyone's story has an unfortunate event or two...The solution, of course, is to stay as far away from the world as possible and lead a safe, simple life."
— Lemony Snicket (The end)

Burn the 1/2 cup sugar in an iron skillet and ... then add the burnt sugar. Then add flour and ... and spread on cake.
Especially nice on a cold winter's evening...