Sometimes I think that certain people I know were created just for me. As if I was Truman Burbank, they appear in the right time, with the right attitude, ready to teach me something, to make me feel different. I’ve never heard of them before, we may or may not share the same interests, we could have met before, maybe we frequented the same places, the same people. But we didn’t. Maybe the time wasn’t right, or maybe I didn’t need them back then.
Like two raindrops on a window, each one lives their lives uncharted of the other’s existence, but at some point they collide, they grow, they merge into each other and become one, following a single path. With more weight, more conviction.
Bow in the back: getting out of the closet 40’s style.
We should all go around with a label on our shirt showing our full name at all time. Hot people with marital status mandatorily attached.
Can I tell you guys something funny?
Some woman came to the store today. I wasn’t there at the moment but, but, but my dad was, and this anonymous lady was actually a lover my dad had when he was dating my mom back in time (consequently, my mom’s archenemy). According to my sister, who was also there, this woman stood for a long while asking about things and making small talk (so to say, acting like she was really looking for something)
The funny thing is that, this lady is, as twisted as it sounds, the mother of the guy I wrote about once. Remember the time I told you about someone who cheated on his girlfriend with me? well, the same guy.
Life gets pretty creative sometimes.
"The expected doesn’t happen. It’s the unexpected the one that occurs."
I know it’s silly, but I like to think of him as the grandfather I never had. He certainly sounds like one.
"Growing up, one realizes how many things one cannot wish for, the things that are forbidden, sinful. Indecent. But what is decent? To deny everything that you really want?"
Like Water for Chocolate.
I have to say I misjudged this book, I almost cried like 5 times and I haven’t even finished reading it yet.
How many lives do we live? How many times do we die? They say we all lose 21 grams… at the exact moment of our death. Everyone. And how much fits into 21 grams? How much is lost? When do we lose 21 grams? How much goes with them? How much is gained? How much is gained? Twenty-one grams. The weight of a stack of five nickels. The weight of a hummingbird. A chocolate bar. How much did 21 grams weigh?
Remember there’s no need to prove anything to anyone
Even though sometimes it becomes a necessity. Don’t do or stop doing something just to get someone else’s approval. It’s your time, your life, your future.
I try to remember this everyday but it can be hard to believe it.