Seven Readers !!...
Readers of this even foolish corner of the blogosphere know that this post comes with the end of the year. I tend to write and publish on the last day of December, but recent events compel me to speed up your writing. It's as if I had the great need today to tell you that in my head is an open secret: 2010 was a year regrettable.
A car accident this morning was the catalyst for writing the post. An oversight, two seconds and when you think you've hit bottom, the 2010 decides fulminarte in his last hours while laughter seems to be assumed when doing so. Cursed year, wroth with me life miserable just as his final hours began to consume him. I understand the irony of it: it's time to celebrate - says 2010 - so let a little more pounding her life to this guy ... How much is tantito ?...¿ not? ...
And there is his insane son of Pop once again enduring the onslaught of the year. I've tried to deal with some courage and With a Little Help From My Friends , But 2010 seems determined not to leave without one last battle in his quest to become the worst year of the decade ahead. I think this year I am a reflection of what Mexico is: it worked in spite of myself.
is, now more than ever, I am a reflection of the country in which we live: I am in constant crisis. I am also a reflection of what is the state of Yucatan: a weak state after the mask of apparent prosperity masks a critical situation and about to explode. She said in one of my post: I'm as dual as it has been in general for the country - for the state - this year's bicentennial: ie I struggle between the wreck and the arrival of a very distant shore called "change." A coast that is there on the horizon and that at times seems unattainable because the fog of uncertainty hangs on the road. Yes, that is Mexico, that's Yucatan, that's me. What happened to my optimism? I asked this question many times over the intractable 2010. And I suppose that if there is, hidden, waiting to leave. Have a hard time between negative fuss. But will .... eventually they will. And it must do so in 2011.
In fact, I have the impression that 2011 has begun to throw some hints even before coming to this party. Even before getting sent me that's what Ismael Serrano calls " A Flash of Happiness," and when it arrives you have to take her hand and let go by the ways of the future and look to where they can complete. Will finally that little sensation caused by the possibility of a new adventure gradually started to take off and I have hope in a few months that is the reason for things to change. We'll see.
For the moment I want, I intend to, opening new doors to life. Lately we have forgotten mutamente, we no longer haunt us, give us hugs. In the background is that in spite of 2010, her wonder. It is no secret that I do with it. But we have to go step by step, so So I made only two purposes for the year just started: Go to Mexico City and begin my recovery (which includes multiple start paying off my debts, without trying to acquire new loans ... take that state government) I have I will make sure that the first and the conviction that will initiate with the latter. And do I have to give a 180 degree turn in my career. For here we go.
And as I do every year - in this annual post farewell post - usually put a song that reflects or what has been this year, or what I hope will be the next ... or both. Now I can not find one better than the following:
Dear friend I write so I get distracted a little '
and since you're far stronger than you write.
Since you left there is a big thing,
the old year is over now
still here but something is wrong.
It comes just when the evening is a feast including
and some have made bags of sand near the window,
and is without talking for weeks
and those who have nothing to say
time remains.
But television said that the new year
lead a transformation
and all those who are already waiting
Christmas and will be three times party all day,
Christ will descend from any Cross
the birds will return.
There will be food and light throughout the year,
even the dumb can speak
while the deaf are already doing.
And you will love how everyone goes,
even priests can marry
but only to a certain age,
and without any major problems will disappear,
are perhaps too clever
and idiots of all ages.
See dear friend what you write and tell you
and how happy I am
to be here at this time,
see, see See, see,
see my dear friend what you should invent
to be able to laugh over,
to keep on hoping.
And if this year then passed in an instant,
see my friend
how important it becomes
which at this moment there is too .
The year that is coming in a year will
I'm getting ready this is the new
Buen amigo you escriba
Espero understand.
So much has happened,
Some glad you
Since your part
Everything has been new
year old and over,
But one thing is not here now.
Little is said about parties,
You understand there is sadness
Today people stay at home
around the table ...
and closes all doors
For a whole week
At night the windows open
expect a star.
More televisions,
have said that the new year,
We will bring several changes
we are all waiting
that through the months
will always be Christmas
and that Christ came down from the cross
The birds will accompany ..
food abounds,
And there will be light throughout the year,
Finally the dumb can talk,
While deaf people are listening ...
And love will
No one will criticize,
children will also love,
But only to a certain age.
And without major disturbances
People walk,
will be a new and fertile land,
And an idiot will not miss
see dear friend
What I write and tell you.
Because I feel happy
to be here right now ..
Look, look, look, look ...
Go dear friend,
What should invent
to laugh now,
To move forward ...
Because this dream was
It will be a moment
my friend Time
As becomes important
All this history I have lived here ..
this coming year
After a year pass,
I am preparing
is this novelty ...
.... and see what happens, the best for everyone ....
Tuesday ...
... well ...
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