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Ayer al Red Pub con Tania, su prima, La Gárgola, Daniel, David, Lucía y Felipe...y por casualidad me encontre a Frances, cliente asiduo del Bar en cuestión....pláticas profundas, otras superficiales, burlas, etc....y muuchos cigarros...., de ahí a casa a dormir, sí tal cual, el sueño me venció....y hoy a las 7am un fabuloso despertar...jejejeje, un cigarro para desayunar y al trabajo....es hora de la comida, pero tengo más sueño que hambre....llevo desvelandome semanas y la verdad no puedo recuperarme, esa facilidad para contestar "SÍ" a todas las fiestas......chale, jejejeje y casualmente amaury me dijo que en mi horoscopo decía que le bajara a la Fiesta...mmm, difishil.....

Sonido:
Be Thankful For What You've Got
Massive Attack
y la letra del día de hoy es de la canción de Cousteau "The last Good Day Of The Year":
Don't tell me
That you get sick of living
When the summer's so forgiving although we have stolen
All of the things that we though we had owned then
Have disappeared

All these things in flavour
Won't do you no favours
When the summer's light is fragrant with scents of returning
You relent, you resent, now you're burning
For nothing to change....

There's something there...
(amongst the fallen fruit and flowers)
Won't rest
(only minutes, only hours)
Unless
(now the morning breaks in showers)
I guess
We'll remember this all of our lives
On the last good day of the year

All the leaves are turning
Autumn's fingers burnished
Furnished here in hope and in faith in the meantime
Kinda working my way through a dream
I was having alone

There's something there...
(amongst the fallen fruit and flowers)
Won't rest
(only minutes, only hours)
Unless
(now the morning breaks in showers)
I'm left
With the north wind breathing down my neck...

On the last good day of the year.....

(don't know where i end and where you begin...)