Come on (Let´s go tonight)

Feliz noche de viernes... nos vemos en los bares...



P.D. Palabrita del niño Bruce que hoy me comporto, no bebo y olvido...

Minuto 1:40

Supongo que es mucho pedir... aunque yo me conformo con mucho menos, me conformo contigo.

Should I stay or should I go

Odio ser tan dependiente de los demás, trazar planes siempre en función de otros, y que esos otros, no uno, ni dos, sino tres, me dejen plantada y yo no sea capaz de seguir caminando en esta tarde de viernes bajo la lluvia y esta vez sí, sin paraguas. 

Learning how to live

"I can't feel my love anymore

I can't feel my love anymore

mystery and the splendor

don’t thrill me like before

I can't feel my love anymore

I don’t want to talk to anyone

I don’t want to talk to anyone

all the words that used to work

are melted in the sun

and I don’t want to talk to anyone

Faces look familiar,

but they don’t have names

towns I used to live in

have been rearranged

Highways I once traveled down

don’t look the same

Everything has changed

Everything has changed

I can’t find my joy anywhere

I can’t find my joy anywhere

all the magic vanished into the misty air

and I can’t find my joy anywhere

Now I don’t know where my faith has gone

Now I don’t know where my faith has gone

from the wonder I had a sense of

to the brightest star that shone

and now I don’t know where my faith has gone

Faces look familiar,

but they don’t have names

towns I used to live in

have been rearranged

Highways I once traveled down

don’t look the same

Everything has changed

Everything has changed".

P.D. Marilyn Maxwell y Richard Conte

[Tengo que desengancharme, y no sólo de Lucinda... a lo mejor debería volverme lesbiana]