me veras volar

las 6:35 de la mañana del 31 de julio de 2006 me sorprendieron con las piernas encalambradas en un asiento de avión, mientras miraba la ciudad de la furia con sus luces brillantes y su alcance infinito. menos 2 grados de temperatura me pegaron en la cara al salir de la terminal y un sol naranja que pintaba los árboles deshojados como si fuera un filtro en una foto blanco y negro.
saliendo de ezeiza algún pino ocasional, ciprés o de otra clase, luce sus hojas imponente sobre el resto de los esqueletos quebradizos de árboles que se ven en la carretera. el sol avanza en el horizonte y el hielo sobre el pasto empieza a brillar.
cierro los ojos y te estoy abrazando entre galones de lagrimas y huequitos en el alma....abro los ojos y hace frío, y tengo miedo...y te amo.

catwalk

frida, mi desafortunada gata, tuvo la mala suerte, no sólo de ser operada del útero y de los ovarios, sino además de tener que cargar con un collar isabelino durante dos semanas para evitar que se arrancara las suturas!!!! y es tan demalas que le toca encontrarse con sergio y una cámara y ser humillada con su cuello lampara-caminado paso fino en youtube.com:

aqui les va

stay or leave?

Maybe different, but remember
Winters warm there you and I,
Kissing whiskey by the fire
With the snow outside
And the summer comes
The river swims at midnight
Shiver cold
Touch the bottom, you and I
With muddy toes

Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you should
It was good, as good goes
Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you did

Wake up naked drinking coffee,
Making plans to change the world
While the world is changing us...
It was good good love.
You used to laugh under the covers
Maybe not so often now
But the way I used to laugh with you
Was loud and hard

Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you should
It was good as good goes
Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you did

So what to do
With the rest of today's afternoon, hey
Isn't it strange how we change
Everything we did
Did I do all that i should

That I could'a done

Remember we used to dance
And everyone wanted to be
You and me
I want to be too
What day is this
Besides the day you left me?
What day is this
Besides the day you went?

So what to do
With the rest of the day's afternoon, hey
Well isn't it strange how we change
Everything we did
Did I do all that I could

Remember we used to dance
And everyone wanted to be you and me
I want to be too
What day is this
Besides the day you went babe
What day is this
-Dave Matthews Band-