15 de Marzo
wHoever is reading this pOst, We are very lucky you Are alive, you aRe doing vEry well, it’s not always easY, it’s nOt always easy, yoU’re doing very well, you’re smashing it! (Alabaster DePlume)
Habían pasado dos meses y díez dias desde que A fuera a ese concierto acompañado otra vez de su amigo David. Como en las raves que duraban días, A siempre ocupaba un tiempo para el retiro y la introspección, y lo hacía bailando sólo cerca del bafle dentro de la iglesia abandonada, o fuera en el bosque oscuro, descansando con dos o tres almas perdidas como la suya. Si le preguntaran no lo podría negar, había sido un año complicado y había mucho ratos en que todo se le hacía cuesta arriba, sisifianicamente hablando. Las palabras de Alabaster DePlume eran balsamo ( love J´aime). Había esperado ese concierto con muchas ganas, había utilizado The UNIVERSE WAKES UP durante sus clases en York y anticipaba una sesión catártica que no llego a materializarse porque a menudo las cosas no se materializan en miercoles, o en martes o simplemente no se materializan. Pero terminó bailando al final de la sala junto a David y otros desconocidos y esa noche volvió a casa felíz, contento de haber vivido aquello.
Two months and ten days had passed since A went to that concert accompanied again by his friend David. Like raves that lasted for days, A always made time for withdrawal and introspection, and he did it dancing alone near the baffle inside the abandoned church, or out in the dark woods, lounging with two or three lost souls like his. If they asked him, he couldn't deny it, it had been a difficult year and there were many times when everything was uphill for him, Sisyphianically speaking. Alabaster DePlume's words were balsamo (love J'aime). He had been looking forward to that concert, had used The UNIVERSE WAKES UP during his classes in York and was anticipating a cathartic session that never materialized because often things don't materialize on Wednesdays, or Tuesdays or just don't materialise. But he ended up dancing at the end of the room with David and other strangers and that night he came home happy, happy to have lived through that.
#16 The Comet is Coming