Seguro

Me pregunto que manía tenemos con la seguridad. Alguna especie de crush con la tierra firme. Porqué aún despues de navegar los vientos queremos aferrarnos al menor descanso - aunque sea la punta de un pararayo. Porqué despues de la nada, cualquier cosa nos parece un puerto? Porque esa obsesión con seguro? si a Seguro se lo llevaron preso

Paper

How long it was since you last received a letter?? A hand written oficially letter?? When was the last time you wrote a letter? Did you ever? Who was it for? What was it for?

I dont know about you, but I cant recall the last time I send something x correo postal. It surely was so long ago.

If you say: I dont write letters but e-mails. That may count, but not really... How many of our emails really say something. Most of them are just "stuff" things that need to be solved, to be done, information to be sent, practical everyday "stuff".

Recorda lo que es escribir una carta, you sit, you think, you write... talvez xq te lleva más tiempo, se escriben otro tipo de cosas, más narración, más mensaje, más contenido.

Doesnt matter if you do it on ur outlook or on ink, when was the last time you really WROTE something for someone, telling not only what you needed to be solved or done, but what is going on in u, what u think, what u feel, what u dream, what they mean and how much u care.

Yeah, alright I saw a nice movie about letters coming to and fro building a darling story... but that was not what made me write this post, nop.

Today I´d received a letter, a nice, lovely, printed letter, written in my/our language, delivered on my own way (bombas 4 last), with a wonderful surprise on it from a dearest and beloved friend. Of course yes, my liebche, count me on, I´ll be there.

That made me write.
There is a special charm about paper...

Qué

Qué ves, qué ves cuando me ves?