Archive for August, 2004

Sunday, August 8th, 2004

I know positively that you won’t be reading this. So this doesn’t seem dangerous to write, because I know you won’t use it against me. Not that you would, of course. But still, I fear. I dread that this reaches you because it will be almost the end of me, something good about me will […]

Friday, August 6th, 2004

I’m under the distinct feeling of surprise. I’m being haunted by something unknown. I’m on the eve of something right now, but the difficulty is that I can’t put my finger on it, point it out. It’s anxiety. A don’t think anxiety’s bad- at least, not like it’s usually referred to. It’s not bad, it’s […]

Wednesday, August 4th, 2004

Visto y considerado que les pedí que escribiesen algo lindo, productivo, constructivo, siquiera bien escrito, y como fallaron en eso, todos menos una persona y ella sabe quien es, simplemente me cansé. Ni siquiera les pedí que no escribiesen boludeces. Les pedí que escribiesen algo sobre el blog, no sobre mi vida o mis hábitos, […]

Sunday, August 1st, 2004

Me encontré quemando el brazo y la ñata contra el vidrio en el tren. Una hora pasada simplemente en un vacío navegante. No sentí los pedidos de la persona al lado mío pidiendo que me corra, ni siquiera la hora entera del viaje. No estaba dormido, […]