Wake me up... before you go

Well… Another monday morning. Is there anything worst than this? I imagine so, but is hard when you have to wake up at 6:30 a.m. after a weekend… and when your vampire stays in bed and you watch him sleep so peaceful. And again: shower, clothes, breakfast, shoes, makeup, perfume, good bye kiss… cab… and go and face the city. Sun, hot, radio, laughs…. And here I am. Is not so bad, but I’m kind of lazy sometimes. If I could live only at night. The weather, the view, the people, the streets, the lights… everything is better after 6:00 pm.

I miss a lot of things of my past life. But now I got some new things I like. Is complicated. If I could unite all of my moments, take back those I want, throw away some of the bad ones. Learn and don’t forget. Defeat time.

My surgery

Four days I’ve been here. In bed. Thinking. Watching. Hearing. Physical pain in my neck at 5:00 a.m.
Can’t move my head so fast. Can’t look around. Can’t stand up by myself. Can’t go out.
Movies. TV. Mom. Soft food. Juice. Pills.
Crazy dreams at night. Crazy dreams awake.
So many days indoors, I may go crazy.
Mom: I really love you. Thank you.

“A pill to make you numb.
A pill to make you dumb.
A pill to make you anybody else.
But all the drugs in this world
won't save her from herself ·”.
(Marilyn Manson).