Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Today, I want to punch something cute.

I would say I want to punch a baby, except that always come off as rude and people think I am very serious about that statement.

You know those weeks where you feel like not only is life raining on your parade, but sending tsunamis, hurricanes and tornados of shit onto your every minute of life? That is how this week has been. And it makes me wish I was back in Santander where the realities of family, finances and feelings were a mere moment preserved on a computer screen and turned off in exchange for a walk on the beach. Oh, how I miss those days.

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