Yesterday I went to the mall, a shopping center did not know yet, and yesterday seemed cloudy day-without-nothing-to-make perfect to go visit a shopping mall, and go on to read some library generous free.
I set up my snack consisting of a super-mega sandwich of two whole-grain toast with cream cheese and lettuce, a hyper-awesome manzanita, and a wonderful little boy, and I set off. As I usually do lately, I walked down the street singing while walking lively and enthusiastic about my good picture ... But as months have not heard my songs, I can not sing even one whole song ... And that whole song, I'm bored of singing ... That rots me a bit the passion with which I sing ... But yesterday happensed a magic ... A song came out of nowhere in my memory, was alone in "play" and started dating not too trained my vocal cords ... "I came north looking for ..." WHOAAAA FLASH-CRASH-BUMBUMBUM .... One hundred crowded scene memories in my mind ... And with them the "tu-tum, tu-tum" of the organo-pulenta muscle as we have in between the ribs ... I breathed in the fresh air, cloudy felt so good behind the protection of my wool jacket and my leather jacket-plastic .... And I sang that song I remember one day having struggled to learn, asking the singer to sing me a hundred times, and I repeated it a hundred times those ... Short-lived ecstasy of an encounter between a self that lives in anothermoment in history and the present self, full of other distractions ... And it was as if he heard the song for the first time, re-released by my internal speaker, if ... and when I reached the final and gave myself credit for what I myself was listening to my own voice for the first time a hundred times ... "... and James so much, now I'm dying to return ..." And so the final cherry on my own show, perched stiffly on my cake cream emotional ... And I cried singing, walking down the streets toward the shopping center ... And my witness?? That overcast, gray and cool it made me feel in Viña del Mar ...
Yes, at that moment I felt so muriéndomand the desire to return. But while happy to be somewhere else to sing the old songs again and to charge as much sense to me ...
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build a play for yourself, and release it with lights and cheers of a thousand voices silent, live as a director, actor, producer, public editor and feel all the emotions of the show together .... Whew .... It's worth a cold day painfully born May be about to hang self with the umbilical cord, learning to walk, take five hundred blows, take another five hundred extra emotional blows, spend 24 winters , summer, sixteen deep crisis, 40 acute tonsillitis, survivedra adolecedora tremendously throughout adolescence, 17 heartbreaking disappointments, 1 horrible breakup with boyfriend, 1 peorsísimamente another painful breakup with a boyfriend, a disappointing loss of virginity, 1 varicella, ten pale etecé, etecé ... All worth it. I think all the ugly moments, and while I lived I never thought I would feel so happy one day ... That is definitely grace ...
Well I got the happy shopping, and it seemed quite disorganized, very crowded, very crowded fashion, very full of people wanting to be fashionable, too full of people wanting to be fashion and not succeeding at all, and as natural, very crowded with many bags ... Parearse by bending the neck to one side to another .....
But I finally found the books I read and I was tinca reading ...
One was how to draw human figure (in English ) and the other was on exercise and stretching exercises (in Portuguese) ... And to have both in common the fact that described in detail parts of the body (which are words that are part of the group of special knowledge of a language), totally did not know the words or English, or Portuguese. But I learned a lot.
And I got so anxious to go to draw and implement everything I learned, which then went straight to a stationery store looking to buy a notebook of sketches and perhaps a graphite pencil thickness, & amp; nbsp; and so back to the old studies of the human figure, instead of buying what was scheduled, which was milk, bread, fruit, with the last two that I had ... lucas
But the store did not satisfy me, that was not even remotely similar to a "national library" of Santiago, and also gave him to be pencil lopez ... So I went without my knowledge implement dibujísticos ...
Instead I went to the supermarket and bought my food ...
I went to wait for the microphone back and spent an hour waiting, alone in the night with my grocery bags ... Soil advantage of the longer waiting times to play my harmonica mic, but it was cold, so this time I took it to work my body cosciencia. Clearly nanobody wants to lose an hour (or more) waiting micro ... So always bear in mind a plan to actually get that hour (or more) has been fruitful one hour, and not a wasted time waiting for micro ... Work
body awareness is a good alternative, especially for those interested in dance ... It is constrained separately and in turn, all the muscles of the body, making small stretches that anyone can notice is beyond one's haciedo ... "Or at least, I think nobody notices-... Then try to muscle groups separately constrained ... When you can not think what muscle is more constrained, it may be a good time to stretch your fingers ... Stretching the fingers is goodrewarding not only for musicians, or artists, or people using hands a lot, so it is for the compu-addicted ... Everyone should do it in truth, for there is none that does not use many hands times for many things ... (Yes, many different things) ...
But when I was twelve and so much of the night convinced me that I had been without a mike. Here
public phones are not coin operated, all work with phone cards that cost you at least $ 1500 dollars that was not, and anyway there was nothing to buy. So I do not have much choice ... He was always the option of walking half an hour or so, but I thought it was very appropriate because it was so late, and I was lazy ..Things always manage ... So I sent the happy message to the sister of my Brazilian friend who is now in England. And it was not even a minute when the phone rang and she was wondering where I was, and I stay there waiting. Life is easy when you have friends.
And meanwhile, talked a lot with the manager to deliver the tickets at the entrance of the party .. A goat of MOICANE, Lebanese descent, I tried to speak English and that was very nice ...
He said everyone who worked there in the bar (and himself) working without registration, so it was talk to the owner to see if they gave me a little work ... which would be very good to finally make me m
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