Ufff

The last two days have been hectic, sad and good. Yesterday, after trying to mend the last pieces of my now wounded heart I found even more poetry that I had written in 2005-2006. All was pretty immature, in a literary sense, none of them are structured but still I'm so glad I kept them. They talk about the relationships I had in those two years, death and getting old. While I continued to cut receipts with my hands, my good friend Karen called, she immediately noticed the sad mood in my voice and said:” You need some caffeine or ice cream.” I didn’t know if I needed any of those two, but it was surely nice to get out of the house and spend some time with a fun friend, talking about different things over coffee. I even bought the notebooks that I needed for this new semester that begins next week. My school supply shopping was cut short when my mother called saying that she needed to go to the hospital. This alarmed me. My mother would usually not voluntarily want to go to a hospital, unless she was feeling very ill. I rushed home, picked her up and headed towards the hospital. Thankfully her situation wasn’t as bad as I thought, making me arrive home at 1:30am with hunger and sleep running through my mind. I ate some Chipotle leftovers as she made some ginger tea. We chatted while savoring the tea and I sent her to bed. While in my room, I decided to relax by watching, “The Last King of Scotland” a great movie, not really that relaxing, but I did fall asleep right after it ended.

Today I woke up really late, not even my alarm could’ve woken me up earlier. After breakfast I decided to keep the cleaning and organizing of my room, this time, dealing with the bottom part of my closet. I spent hours and even felt a little dizzy due to the poor ventilation of my closed room. I disconnected from the outside world and concentrated on cleaning, laughing at old things I’ve kept, and throwing away all that wasn’t needed. It is so wonderful how a small object or piece of paper can bring back so many memories that you think you have forgotten. After 7pm, it was time to take a break, getting a hold of my friend Hector and heading towards a new Ben and Jerry’s located right underneath a train station in Guaynabo. The ice cream was great and it was made even better due to the gorgeous redhead that served it. Flirty, nice and attentive he alleviated my concerns, there are attractive men in Puerto Rico, they’re just hard to find. I celebrated that fact, because it has been a while since I’ve met someone who genuinely attracted me so.