Pasar el horizonte envejecido Y mirar en el fondo de los sueños La estrella que palpita Eras tan hermosa que no pudiste hablar Yo me alejé pero llevo en la mano Aquel cielo nativo Con un sol gastado Esta tarde en un café he bebido Un licor tembloroso Como un pescado rojo Y otra vez en el vaso escondido Ese sueño filial Eras tan hermosa que no pudiste hablar En tu pecho agonizaba Eran verdes tus ojos pero yo me alejaba Eras tan hermosa que aprendí a cantar
- Vicente Huidobro, Ecuatorial (1918)
It was a lousy day - I had been feeling better, but my body is good at recognizing when I have a day off, and it immediately got sick again. Bleaugh.
What I'm listening to right now.
Joywave, "Somebody New."
Lyrics.
With my eyes on the prize
Not a thing to my name
With my head in the clouds
And my body don't waste
Don't wanna ever wake up
Don't wanna ever wake up, I don't
Don't wanna ever wake up
Next to somebody new
Don't wanna ever wake up
Don't wanna ever wake up, I don't
Don't wanna ever wake up
Next to somebody new
With my eyes to the south
And my brain up in space
Flip my nervous hips around
I'm a step out a sync
Don't wanna ever wake up
Don't wanna ever wake up, I don't
Don't wanna ever wake up
Next to somebody new
Don't wanna ever wake up
Don't wanna ever wake up, I don't
Don't wanna ever wake up
Next to somebody new
Don't wanna ever wake up
Don't wanna ever wake up, I don't
Don't wanna ever wake up
Next to somebody new
Don't wanna ever wake up
Don't wanna ever wake up, I don't
Don't wanna ever wake up
Next to somebody new
Don't wanna ever wake up
Don't wanna ever wake up, I don't
Next to somebody new
[daily log: walking, 1 km]
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