Hello, here I am again. It is Sunday, August and return to work tomorrow.
Okay, sounds like a post-holiday depression but ... well, yeah, I guess it's something like that. That, plus everything else, my father with his radio sessions (which afortunadadamnete already completed), and sessions of chemo (which starts tomorrow), my mother continues to mourn, nervous about the situation with my father, dwarfs are at home and I am especially Galicia.
Yep, I'm Galician and I could not go to my land. Yes, I have homesickness, What are we to do!.
I love my people, the focus of my neighbors, my house of stone, walking through the streets, especially at night (Did I say I'm pretty noctambulant?) And breathe the clean air, so different from Madrid .... Ainsss!.
With the mess of my father's illness we could not go this year but with a little luck, maybe I can escape a few days later this month, that if doctors are good and you leave him alone a few days. Wait until then to see if I get depressed at all.
summer only good thing was that as it took a week to see the results and decide which treatment made him my father, we escape the week to Alicante, a house of a cousin. We had a great, great beach, great pool also for the dwarves, no cooking and the best .... every day with Jared Padalecki.
Yep, that's true. I can swear that I have spent a week eating me with the eyes (desagracia) to twin giant heman. I saw on the beach, in lof food at dinner, down the street .... ains. monooooo That!
The pity is that he spoke in German or Polish, or whatever. Well that would not be much problem. The problem was the blonde who accompanied him and the parents of this ..... Okay, maybe my family also felt something, but ... it was so guaapooo.
guy like two feet, with the same hair, same eyes and a little less developed muscles, but "pa eat it."
I said, a shame about the blonde, sorry about the language.
Well, ask me dinner. For a day that I wanted to talk to someone ...
For this, a kiss. Tabora
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