Today is one of those days where the universe conspires plane to one. The day dawns gray, Jeton people go everywhere, stuck places, and your day is filled with strange vibes and a whole endless circumstances that make you fall to 2 pm and have an excruciating headache.
simple How I wish that 9 flying days passed, they were already, I do not know, because I foresee that will be 9 days of constant headache.
And with the uncertainty of what will happen even more so because your footsteps become heavy, each step more stormy than another and with the sadness of a place it had everything to be the best, simply the wrong people.
Anyway, that melancholy does not remove the urge to vomit or headache ... to see what happens.
El Abuelo.
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