Well, I gave a couple of laps, and I have decided to close this phase of my life as journalero. Maybe I'll look for other means of expression, perhaps write on paper and perhaps vomiting sweat my shit. We'll see, now for now, I have to thank this LJ all its usefulness, and bring closure it deserves. Here:
This was a man very concerned about some dreams that tormented him, he went to see a psychoanalyst, and said
"Look, Mr. psychoanalyst, for weeks I have this dream or, that is repeated over and over again, and I was weighing very heavily and it scares me to bed and everything, so I come to see if I can help, or tell me whatoverwhelmed. What do you mean?
psychoanalyst thinks for a bit, and finally made
- What do the letters?
- "Spin", why?
This is supposed to be a joke, and I will not enter the considerations of what kind of funny that is. Not today I had to laugh, but to establish a metaphor. I may be the man, and it is time to read the signs and get out of this repetition. So that's what I'll do.
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