Die Leute bilden sich gemeinhin ein, sie hätten sich von ihrem Partner getrennt, weil sie ihn satt gehabt hätten beziehungsweise weil es ihr eigener oder der Wille des Partners gewesen wäre. Aber das stimmt nicht. Genauso wie die Jahreszeiten wechseln, gehen auch Lebensphasen zu Ende. Das ist alles. Mit dem menschlichen Willen kann man da gar nichts ausrichten. Umgekehrt heisst das aber auch, dass es möglich ist, die Zeit bis dahin zu geniessen und Spass zu haben, bis dieser Tag gekommen ist.
Ice-age heat wave, can't complain. If the world's at large, why should I remain? Walked away to another plan. Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand. I move on to another day, to a whole new town with a whole new way. Went to the porch to have a thought. Got to the door and again, I couldn't stop. You don't know where and you don't know when. But you still got your words and you got your friends. Walk along to another day. Work a little harder, work another way.
Well uh-uh baby I ain't got no plan. We'll float on maybe would you understand? Gonna float on maybe would you understand? Well I'll float on maybe would you understand?
The days get shorter and the nights get cold. I like the autumn but this place is getting old. I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast. It might not be a lot but I feel like I'm making the most. The day's get longer and the nights smell green. I guess it's not surprising but it's spring and I should leave.
I like songs about drifters - books about the same. They both seem to make me feel a little less insane. Walked on off to another spot. I still haven't got anywhere that I want. Did I want love? Did I need to know? Why does it always feel like I'm caught in an undertow?
The moths beat themselves to death against the lights. Adding their breeze to the summer nights. Outside, water like air was great. I didn't know what I had that day. Walk a little farther to another plan. You said that you did, but you didn't understand.
I know that starting over is not what life's all about. But my thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth. My thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth. My thoughts were so loud.
Aunque las luces navideñas sigan iluminando las calles del centro de Madrid, la Navidad ya ha pasado hace un par de semanas, como demuestran los carteles de rebajas que cuelgan de todas las tiendas.
Colgaron el cartel de rebajas y con ese telón se cerró la época más nostálgica del año. Aquí un par de imágenes de Madrid después de la resaca navideña.
Y desde que cayeron los primeros copos se respira una calma... Nunca había estado mi casa tan silenciosa. Una vez más, la nieve apaga los gritos y calma los dolores.
¡Feliz Año a todo el mundo! Me habría gustado retransmitir el simulacro en la Puerta del Sol y las propias uvas, eventos a los que asistí religiosamente, pero por motivos técnicos (tanta resaca que se me olvidó la cámara) y de tiempo (tanta resaca que sólo podía dormir) hemos llegado al día 3 y ya no viene a cuento. Así que voy a recordar las Navidades de hace no tantos años, la magia de los Reyes que se acerca y esas cosas que recordamos siempre con la esperanza de que vuelvan a pasar... y nunca se vuelven a sentir de la misma manera que en aquellos maravillosos años.