Muere Lou Reed y casi sin quererlo me veo otra vez caminando en el lado salvaje de la vida, es decir sin apoyos de primos, segundos ni terceros, rumiando mis penas con chicle y colillas de cigarillos. Algún ángel de vez en cuando me tiende una mano y me salva in extremis de salir de patitas a la calle con mis bártulos y buscar un buen cajero automático que no esté ya ocupado. El Año Nuevo está al llegar y con un algo de ternura y mucha conmiseraci.

This is my site! Thu, Aug. I woke up right after that, and realized I was not in an airport full of death and destruction, I was in my house, woke up a little late, and its time to go to work. I wish I could say I felt relieved at my safety, but instead I was hit with the feeling of being somewhat useless. I have to keep up with this thing. We pay the price within ourselves of the uncharitable behavior we show to others.

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