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domingo, 13 de mayo de 2012

Funny (?) things...

A photo projected in the middle of a working meeting... luckily enough almost none noticed it.
A door being opened simultaneosly by two persons that wish to avoid each other.
New friends representing a couple of stories that I don't necessarily want to remember: a female name that I wish I did not knew about and someone from that other specific country.

Sometimes life puts you in funny situations... or perhaps she simply laughs at you!

viernes, 11 de mayo de 2012

Ghosts

I guess I will continue "seeing you" in some places, under some circumstances. I know it wasn't you, but he had a very similar style. Perhaps with an unbuttoned shirt as well. Similar hair style and so on. It was like seeing a ghost except because he wasn't identical.

I also just learnt that people is more less the same everywhere. Tonight, that place could have been Mexico City and it's night life.

Funny how life sometimes gives you these visions. Funny how some ghosts are still around.

sábado, 5 de mayo de 2012

Being loyal

I just made a conclusion this morning: people does not aprecciate loyalty. People tends to take things for granted when you are loyal. Being loyal does not seem to be something that you can get a benefit out of it, but a way for others to step on you since you will most likely not complain or react like others would.

It's funny how some very important lessons in life, we will only learn when we have been hurt, when others have letting us down. I wish I knew this before so I could act differently and not having this feeling of frustration when things turn the way they have turned for me personally and often also on a professional level.

Today I wish I could just change and stop being and/or behaving in the way I was raised. I want the people to start feeling like I'm not a piece of forniture and that I'm not someone/something that they can give for granted. I want to just be able to show them my value and that one day, I will just walk away because I shouldn't be taken for granted!

sábado, 28 de abril de 2012

Depositando

Señor blog, hoy sólo vengo otra vez a depositar unas cuantas palabras. Nada demasiado importante, nada escandaloso, nada que pueda ser ni la pálida sombra de lo complejos que somos los seres humanos.

Hoy y ayer y quizás mañana también, sé que todo va a estar bien. Sé que las cosas son como estaban planeadas por un ente superior: it was meant to be this way.

jueves, 26 de abril de 2012

Se me olvidó

Olvidé completamente lo ofrecido, pero hoy, ahora, se trata de mi y de lo que considere que es mejor para mi misma.

Es la nueva regla: primero yo misma y después, ya veremos.
No más ser buena, amable y diplomática. No más tener consideraciones y/o buen trato para quienes no lo tuvieron conmigo.

sábado, 7 de abril de 2012

Cosas que no se van

A veces parece como que ya todo pasó, como que hay ciclos que se cerraron y yo voy sonriente por la vida. Otro día, casi por cualquier razón todo parece volver y estar tan vigente como hace ya casi dos años. Me pregunto cuándo llega el olvido realmente. Cuándo se llevará todos esos fantasmas. Cuándo todos los recuerdos van a dejar de afectarme. Cuándo...?

viernes, 6 de abril de 2012

Dreaming of you, dreaming of me

I dreamt about you... and about you too, and also about you. For some reason I continue dreaming a lot every single night.
Perhaps part of the action of my life moved to sleep hours. Perhaps I should pay more attention to my dreams and perhaps there are some "answers" to be discovered there.
I dream about friends, about places, about people that was or is still important in my life. I discuss with them. I say things that I clearly have not said in real life. I face things, I guess.
I also have seen things like "I should have waited for the calmed sea and not decided to choose the hurricane". That was a letter and I was the hurricane there. Made me feel betrayed and dragged somehow my energy and selfsteem.
I know I cannot understand what is going on there, in my subconscious, but quite often the next morning feeling after dreaming so much is of being tired, worried and even sad.
And I am also there, in every single dream. I dream in first person, I take part of it, so no doubt that somehow, those long hours dreaming are also something important in what I call my life. 
I wish I could understand it. I guess as the song says: "it's only dreaming facts"