you thought i was superman and not a superminivan, i was listening to some music when this came to my attention. it made me laugh. what do you see in me, life is no holiday, even if it might feel like that at the moment.
i keep on enjoying the days away from home, and feel at home somewhere else. i am out and about with my friends and notice that their english is getting worse at night like my spanish, after a day communicating in different languages for the both of us i think we are alowed to get tired in the evening, and we still try our best but this time with the help of google translate. its good we are not dating that would have resulted in many strange things. we do have fun and it seems the conversation is getting away from the how are you phase. we are truly evolving. still glad though that i found an other english speaking person to communicate with and befriend. it makes for ome relaxed conversations.
offcourse i love my friends here and i am glad they all try to do their best and make me feel at home and help me everywhere they can, but after a day of spanish, spanglish and hands and feet work its nive to sit back and simply communicate.
it has been a warm day and amazing on the beach i was goint to go to my wifi spot to post last days blog but my feet are presently killing me. so i will do that later today when i hit the beach. and hopefully have the stomach or energy to post this one completed at the end of today. i just started to write early as i can not sleep yet, my clock is on spanish time and the drumming of the bass from the carnival is still happening. it will probably last another hour, than i will hit the sack and turn in for the night. having a keyboard just makes me want to write, or is it combined with my thoughts going all over the place? do i care? really?
it is funny to see people in search of love going for a second best, gay straight, no matter where it seems to be the same pattern. i use to judge people for doing it, but it is not up to me to do that, i on the otherhand ask them if i feel like it, why? and trust me i am not waiting long nowadays to ask the question. during one of the conversations i was told that he liked the other but his "love" was else where. why do you compomise, well it seems to be simple, sex nothing more noting less. the urge to still be active, needed and tell yourself you are not alone. who is fooling who? and of course i am so blunt to open my mouth, risking to loose a friend, but ay friend of mine knows i do open my mouth and things just come out. do you talk to someone about your feelings? or are you telling yourself everything will be ok over time? i tried it for a while trust me the end is nasty. i was supprised that the honesty did open the conversation a little more. this way i found out that even as things go wrong talk and thoughts are plenty, and i am back to the point i call that relationship work. if it is at that point, ask for money, because pleasure it surely is only when the bed rocks.
its like asking someone not to laugh when you just learned to dance fall over and break a leg. sure it feels good at first, but the pain and the scar will last.
things can change that is sure, and there love is no different and it feels so damn good at first. or were simple your pants on fire? please keep on going, so i can think and write. the more you bruise the more interesting life gets and the conversation gets more depth. just do not be too suprised when i smile like there is no tomorrow when we meet again. my mind just jumps into action and i can't help it. time to try to get some sleep, dream and who knows more thought to entrust onto a blog... hasta luego!
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