Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Wedding Sailboat Boston
AM AND I'M NOT - I HAVE AND WANT TO DELIRIUM TREMENDS
not write or read to the I, long ago. " not lack of affection ....". This coming and going. This will be in trying to be. This area with whom I am living and be with those who want to be who I am. No more, no less. We are, that's the game. The duty and the will, or conjugates are a blessing to clarify life and open doors and windows. And that I am. For some, among the wide world of others who love me, for others, I venture to dis-cover what is coming in the next corner, which will all come. These days I am / I'm a learner. And culminated el MBA. Trabajo con quienes debo estar y con algunos de ellos, ya soy amigo. Reímos, por esto de estar calculando tontos por cientos , en el viejo cuento del bisnes , digo, parafraseando a Sabina. Y somos. Des-cubro sus sueños, conozco a sus hijos, parejas, me instalo en el living de sus casas, les ofrezco la mía con los míos. Conozco parte de lo que odian y aman, puesto que dos modos es la vida... Estamos en un juego de negocios, que consume nuestra energía diaria, entre la familia, el trabajo, los amigos, el ocio, la memoria, la poesía, los hobbies, en el intento de vender aceites. Aceites!!. Y these days, I've learned over Whitman olive, sunflower most of Benedetii, which is not bad if you want to win the game. That Mrs. K fuck the soybean market, consumers do not know that omega 3, 6 and 9, are not the same multiplied by three. And finally we are fried. Always something to sell and at the end / at the end, nobody likes to sell, surely there must be no more pitiful paste that, and yet ... Here we are, and so are . One can only remember that what does not sell, nobody can buy.
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