Today dined alone.
And I've waited for dinner only. The week has been pretty ajetreadita and I really appreciate these moments of rest and relaxation it gives me to live alone. Today
frown empanadas with red wine. I have taken several weeks ago and the good habit of always having a red wine glass in the house. And welcome consumption. Unlike other beverages, I love to have one that is taken slowly, slowly.
Today was a happy day. I closed my business, I worked on what I like. I flirted, flirting. I ignored it, threw signs of life and got no response. I woke up early, I sleep late. I went up the rent of the house and I happily accepted that put him far less than what I expected in my most optimistic delusions that I realized it would be very unhappy up moving from my little apartment. Spoke with my best friends, I missed my parents and my brothers (from time to time is pretty surprising) and ... I write again.
is good to have a block of notes. He is always there when you need to point out things. Or throw demons.
ago a couple of months I have again become a quiet man, fair. I go back to being happy with what I have. I am a man who feels no tension. Even more so when he realizes that what his sources were free of tension are far away and it looks like even more. Happy not to have to be the only or the best but one more. Happy to be part of the past and even happier to own of my own future.
But the future will think tomorrow. During office hours. Eight to one and three to seven. Now I just want to finish my last glass of wine and eat the pie. Chicken is getting cold. And wine is a cabernet and now I recognize and differentiate.
Definitely this year has been very good.
My congratulations to the chef.
