Subo al tren descarrilado camino a la chingada. Traigo la sangre caliente.
That's it. Thank you Becky Pollack for that analogy. I will always come back to it in moments like these (which will invariably repeat themselves, I predict, throughout my lifetime).
posted by Anonymous at 3:09 PM
"The course of our lives can be changed by such little things. So many passing by, each intent on his own problems. So many faces that one might easily have been lost. I know now that nothing happens by chance. Every moment is measured; every step is counted." - Joan Fontaine in Letter from an Unkown Woman
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