Thursday, August 4, 2011
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Today I will get a call from some stranger, asking to confirm if I was who I am, who will turn out to be the lawyer-executioner of a vast inheritance sum from a long lost grandparent. I'll go downstairs to check my bank account, and my 5-digit savings balloons to 8-digit sums. In real time. As in right before my eyes. A stopwatch on the ATM screen.
I'll walk out of the building not caring about the work I left behind, book a ticket to Prague, then I head home to get some sleep, but on the way I buy a brand new MacBook Pro, a dozen shirts, two dozen books, a king-size bed. A dozen jars of parmesan cheese. I buy a lot of things. I don't have to wake up early tomorrow, I say to myself.
The depths of the lows after the holiday highs. Haaayyy.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
I used to not care. Now I wonder why I'm giving a fart that it's Friday and everyone's supposed to be having fun and a great time.
I think I'd like a bad night to spite it.
I'm making a lot of compromises lately, and it's hard for someone as selfish as I am. Haha. And I thought I won't be needing life lessons when I'd led one full of them. Well almost.
They say saying sorry is the hardest thing in the world, but people don't ask God for help to do that. There's a prayer though for serenity.