One hit wonders

Well, it was a looong weekend. With so many things to think about, that I wouldn’t even know how to count them. Maybe by surprise, maybe by coincidence(s)? Maybe by those people who never knew you (tricky) knew they wouldn’t let you down.

So a couple of questions like…

Is one hit wonder like a one night stand? So good, so bad… indeed.

or…

Are good bands like “great love”?

It was certainly like that mechanic game, ups and downs….

And then as usual, without asking the answers came. It is not that I regret my weekend but I should think about time in other way. Suddenly I find myself in a new version of myself. Where life is going so fast that I even created a new way of staring, thinking, feeling… like an industrial oven but sometimes not a good one. Sometimes I’m so surprised about how I’m (we?) thinking or wanting things to happen. They should be happening by the very first second or latest the third. So “I pushed the button” and said stop to it. No one there around me would go as fast as I would and probably, would be clever to think that I was the very first one who wouldn’t like to get “faster”. Fast asking at the restaurant, fast calling home, fast getting to the places I wanted to go, fast getting into my interests... Is that I’m so into this life? Where everything is so fast and effective? Or is it that the book of the European and American economies is opening my eyes and making me to get a good drive around? What I think is “a normal way of life”? Complicated.

So the results were that I love writing, I love music and no matter what, the things I would love to do and have in my life are related to this two. Second, that I’ve got a chance to start again and this means that for one month I’m very free to treat myself in a different way. This means I have a new set where I can play as whoever I want to be. But, also means that those things that took long to understand or work out, will be there just on the first place to be manipulated and improved on the best way I want/ can.

Sooo since tomorrow I will think about my suitcases, about those old memories and ghosts that are not letting me to get any further and think about how lucky I am in Barcelona. Because it was not a coincidence all my friends are supporting me. Is that I was a bit blind for thinking there’s the great chance to start over. It is not that you have a certain amount of chances; it is that you do it as often as you need it. Renewals do not need a special permit when they are for good.

And I learned last night how hard is to trust someone and how great time is. Time is cruel, tricky and a miracle. When we wait something to happen it takes years, when it happens then maybe you don’t want it to happen at all and some other moments you have no clue about what is coming on your future.

Isn’t it fun? Isn’t life like a fun park?

Even better.

James, before Pearl Jam kills me I’m packing your stuff. The box is huge but I think you and Susy will make it.

What about Thursday at Denny’s? Can’t wait to get that project. Great idea when we can deal blocks and windows next to a good chocolate brownie. Anyway… who said work and sweet can’t fit together?

Tell me something when you know if Sam is coming or not. Does he know about Love? Just don’t scare him badly ok?

See ya soon!

Marcie

So the playlist was:

The Libertines- Can’t stand me now and Client- Radio

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