and if a ten ton truck...

Hoy estuve en un lugar que extrañamente existe todavía, porque es de mi época en la u. Y extrañamente está igual. Me estaba echando una birra y de repente, volví a ver hacia el lado y ahí estaba LA mesa. La mesa donde estuve sentada hace tal vez 14 años, con un mae que me gustaba sentado en frente mío con una birra. La mesa donde ese mae me preguntó si podía incluirlo en mi viaje, literalmente. Y es raro porque él ahora es un extraño, a quien no me nace contarle esta memoria.

Recuerdo la libertad. La aproveché lo más que me lo permitió mi imaginación. No era mucha, a juzgar por las locuras que no hice. Pero soy la que estoy, estoy donde estoy. Será que se sale por los poros lo que siento dentro? Nah.

"Don't let it bring you down..."

"It's only castles burning
Find someone who's turning
And you will come around"

Una canción para los amoríos de mi hijo...

Me llena de ilusión pensar en su primer amor...

"That summer fields grew high with foxglove stalks and ivy.
Wild apple blossoms everywhere.
Emerald green like none I have seen apart from dreams that escape me.
There was no girl as warm as you.

How I've learned to please, to doubt myself in need,
you'll never, you'll never know.

That summer fields grew high.
We made garland crowns in hiding, pulled stems of flowers from my hair.
Blue in the stream like none I have seen apart from dreams that escape me.
There was no girl as bold as you.

How I've learned to please, to doubt myself in need,
you'll never, you'll never know.
You'll never know.

Violet serene like none I have seen apart from dreams that escape me.
There was no girl as warm as you.

How I've learned to please, to doubt myself in need.
You'll never, you'll never know.
You'll never know.

That summer fields grew high.
We had wildflower fever. We had to lay down where they grow.
How I've learned to hide, how I've locked inside, you'd be surprised if shown.
But you'll never, you'll never know."

Stockton GalaDays-10000 Maniacs