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En la madrugada sentí la lluvia, me trajo un sentimiento fulminante de calma y amor, me sentí en casa otra vez. Hoy amaneció soleado como nunca, un calor que no sentía hace ocho meses y las flores nuevas llenaban las calles. Extrañé tanto este amor, pero desperté triste, el vacío en mi pecho creció mientras dormía y al abrir los ojos caí. No quería salir, pero tuve. Pensé "si voy rápido y vuelvo nada malo puede pasar", me sentí tan débil, pero me convencí porque merezco tener frutas y verduras en mi casa. Merezco hacerme un pastel de choclo, merezco mi amor propio. En el supermercado al ponerme a la fila no ví a una señora, o eso dijo ella al menos. La pequeña Alemana con mascarilla en vez de decirme, decidió ponerse al frente mío con actitud de niña orgullosa, sin ni mirarme. "Disculpe" le dije. "Yo estaba ahí, tu no me viste." fue su respuesta, en tono cortante y aún sin mirarme. Un hervor subió por mi cuerpo, estuve atónita unos segundos, conteniendo la...

 I would be getting ready now as the sun shines. I would have had my healthy breakfast, done my little meditation and exercises, drank a liter of water already. I would have picked the long flowered dress, with boots and the black shirt you gave me. I would have taken a long shower, brushed my skin and done a scalp peeling. I would have carefully chosen my perfume, rubbed cream on and even put on a little make up and done my hair in some nice way. I would have flossed even though I only do it at night, and I would have smiled at the mirror, even though I can't stand my face, but at least you liked it. At least you loved me, and your face is the one I like too, it's you the one I love. Instead, I decided to sleep longer and it worked, though nightmares haunted me and my period pain arrived. I still meditated and did my little exercises, I still had my smoothie and drank a liter of water, I still take good care of myself because even without you, I need to prove to myself that I...

April 17th - Homeless Little bites over my body, The inside of my lungs, My brain, my guts. A tiny monster gnawing, Parasite of a world,  Slow and steady.  Put a lid on, it overflows. There's no end to Exponential growth. How long till you change? Do we have to die first?  Despite it all, Another shitty job,  I'll be homeless again, soon.

I wanted to help you heal,  yet all I did was hurt you deeper.  I wanted to coat your heart with my love  until only scars were left. I wanted to kiss your harsh edges  for to show you their worth. I wanted to bathe you in my warmest embrace scaring violent memories away. I wanted to feed you kindness and song  to free you from self-imposed chains. There was so much I thought I could  bring to your wounded soul, so much I wanted to hold for you. Yet all I did was to hurt you deeper,  stab your brain with panic,  nail your armour down in steel, erase your golden heart, and smash your fire till you no longer could shine. That is my curse, all I touch dies,  slowly,  and you were my victim, the one  I hoped would end this cycle. Yet history repeated itself, for my void swallows it all, and you of all creatures deserve the sun,  not  a black hole. I'm sorry amor, I promise I won't hurt no new hearts. I promise I won't spread d...

 The way some things shine against the light, in specific moments. Ladie's old perfume, voices, tones, melodies, languages... it all, at times, feels like a dream, some sort of deja-vú, the one that the entirety of life is.  The ocean waves go and come and go, but it's all the same water. I see moments of my life that are yet to happen, abstract but detailed, a feeling, unclear, but mine and interconnected to all the others. It keeps getting better. I see my lovely trip through this brief existence, meaningless & trivial, almost banal, yet it feels like the entirety of the universe to me. Your smell was precisely that, the feeling of your skin against mine, your hands, the heat, your fingers shared with mine as they intertwined for the first time, and each time after that. So I can't help but wonder about this we made, a few hours, a few days, here we are, how? Why? Is there even a meaning to all this, or is it once again life reminding us that there is no such thing as...

 Arbitrary, but most humans in the world have the same energy, can you feel it vibrating around us? It's all about change and new beginnings, even if to the universe and to our nature, it means nothing at all. That's how powerful we are, we can make magic if we focus our minds and hearts on a similar goal, but we are so divided.  I keep thinking of Gaza, the pains that underlie our days, though, for those living it daily, it's not underlying. How can we be letting this happen again, keep happening? How did it get to be so bad and how come there is no stopping the US, once more? Follow my routines, take care of my brain, body and heart, yet how can anyone truly live under such systems that can, and happily would, murder us for the power of someone who has more money or simply is on the side of evil. At times I wonder if we're actually living in some sort of epic fantasy novel, or dystopian sci-fi, only with a terrible ending; all those things we said to calm our children...