Friday, November 7, 2008

Daycare Costs In Miami

Sometimes I get to dream


Every ending is a new beginning

Sometimes I get to dream and take my black little car, I turn on U in Mariano Otero, in my ipod listening to shameless sessions, the ciagrros are in my bag and look blind by hand, until the packet is identified, a sack and I turn, I walk across the bridge and came to Children's Heroes, I park outside the Oxxo, the smell of roasting meat fills me nose, I 2 tacos and a volcano, filled with as much sauce there, my favorite one of chile de arbol with peanuts ...

Suddenly the handset repeats as merolicos: This is Hampstead, next station is Golders Green, please mind the gap; brings me back to my reality, I get off at this station, cold off the wagon when I punctured on the face, my long coat and scarf are not enough to take it off (it is a Indeed, I never get used to the cold) and then sigh, sigh for all that has been there or elsewhere.

I wonder if you always leave so much out there, like bread crumbs in a fairy children, scattered around to show us the way back, or simply as a landmark in the history of our lives, a reminder of something we were and are no longer or never cease to be. I love my country, complete with drug dealers, and rotten government, I love my country because there was born there and my parents live in a house that I call my home, I love him and miss him, net so ... I am an alien, I am a little alien ...

Monday, November 3, 2008

Sample Of Music Donation Letter

With long hot and very down


are definitely things that life sends us to reflect on our lives, where we go and we want to, I got me a whole series of things to the way and knock juntoconpegado , a beautiful thing, is not justified, the more the reason why I have not posted anything for a moment I felt great loss, far from all that is important to me, but this did not last long and now Today I finally saw the light at the end the tunnel and I'm rubbing the large madrazo I got.

Because always, always dawn after a long night, banda, here is what the gadachin is waiting for the sunrise and that believe me, believe me than expected, not yet clear but it is see the light, so good I hope to return gradually to everything that matters to me, what has meaning for me, including my writing in this space.

you but not rolas that they put a really happy happy to me this brings me immediately to a Pacific beach with a beer and a ceviche tostada style of Michoacan, wow, what more could you ask for (do not know how to attach music files, sorry, I'm still Challenged technology) but the song that they say is Juan Luis Guerra and is called: Woman of Callao, I feel like this rola I go dancing from this cold and snowy London to my house across the world, in short, no more drama people, no more drama.

Ahi look, I'm going to dance that after I feel very hot, very down and especially with a lot of tempo ...

And as the wise poet said: to fuck your mother is over pastors Christmas ...