Asleep

The way i stay here, thinking about some tinny bills, and drinking something hot and not hungry, with TV on breaking news, it´s not a big deal ´cos i´m sleepy.

The day is cloudy, i know the sun is there, behind, but it´s  not cold, i´m sleepy.

I looked at the mirror just because i was cleaning it, i not looking pretty today, but don´t matters, ´cos it´s cloudy and i´m sleepy.

I was waitin for today all the week , i was hopping it ´cos i´d planed a long day for end my painting and listen to music on my headphones, but now i don´t know, ´cos i´m sleepy, and it´s cloudy, and i don´t feel pretty today.

my memories cards are blocked, at least i don´t have a virus on me. today won´t be a long day, i´ve got a lot of books to read. Why people screech when just need to talk?

Although all that, the smiles are beatiful, the gaiety gains..., even if it´s cloudy, the tecnology is blocked, the mirror is with a lot of dust, i feel the way i feel ( sleepy), the paintings stay incompletes, the books are piling up on the table. Even if…all things.

17 de junio 2011