that takes time without writing, I know, and that took time meditating to do ... well. Daisy I've been defoliating the entire summer. I close the blog, it is sometimes best. Keep meditating, as it was doing something I gave up on September 1 and look at the dates on which we and finally back on track for the eighth time this bloody madness of the blogs.
Writing for oneself, for others and which suddenly falls on the page and not knowing why they decided to take a look at my fucking crazy. Even those friends that one day I say, chacho, do not you write na! and one who never imagined that anyone read it because you want to tell you, my self-esteem rises, even though I know that sometimes what you write is more of a diary, a little freaky ... but a day and usually just import.
Anyway, I decided to come back and with a little makeover, not to see the same thing. I have wanted to and so write back. I have spent so much and so many to come, I spend the day torturing my mind with absurd thoughts about life and all that it encompasses. So if nothing happens, at least try to show signs of life a few times a week, not going to be someone that you please read me and say hello.
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