Sunday, July 27, 2008


(Read while listening to: Lucky Star by Madonna)

This weekend there was no water in La Condesa. I later found out that it had all gone to my eyes, and I had to use a whole box of kleenex just to dry it out.

Dehydrated and extremely sad, I ran to my friends seeking comfort, which they provided ever so unconditionally.

I am very grateful for their love, their compassion and their way of bringing me back to life.

This is why I love my friends so much, they are everything when I think I have nothing; not even tears left to cry my sadness out.

Thank you for this sunday you all, I love you.

P.s. All my love and eternal gratitude go to Eric, Jorge, Otto, Negra, Roxana, Karen and Alberto as well. You were there.

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