(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.