Yesterday I spoke with a guy. A boy a little 'grown up (I think he had 45 years or so). I will not call him a man because for me it is not.
My friend describes him as "bachelor" and he actually is. I call it "alone."
Yesterday was Christmas and he was to wander with his friend (another 50-years old "bachelor" chock full of money and the good taste to speak under the soles of shoes).
"Coffee?"
"Ok".
"Cigarette?"
"Yes, we go out"
"What did you do today is Christmas"
"I had lunch with family friends, and now I am with my friend to do a round of greetings and best wishes"
"But I do not I constraints. I'm okay. Free and independent "
" In what way? "
"What I want to do, without compulsion. And I'm fine with that."
kept saying "I'm fine with that." God, so far as false!
can be comfortable alone on a Saturday night when you are making merry with friends, but not on Christmas Day. You can not lie to yourself and go on to say "to me is okay."
God got on my nerves having to converse with him. How sad!
is not true that you're well on its own. Do not say shit!
Everyone is just the heart of the earth
pierced by a ray of sunshine, and is now
evening. (Quasimodo)
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