unicidades

Tango puzzle: how come you feel the music, but you don't dance on the beat?

Zest. Lemon zest. Salt. Sea salt. Silence. Sad silence. Wind. Strong wind. Life. Lonely life. What if you like what everybody else likes. What if you are just like everybody else. What if your experiences represent/mean exactly the same. What if you don't even have questions to ask anymore. What if you have so many regrets you can barely breathe. What if you are not as strong as you thought you were. What if the light is being drained from you. So many things happening around the world. I am worried about my own survival. Me, a meaningless creature. I should be humble. Oil killing so many animals. Protesters being pepper-sprayed. People being killed and arrested. Me, worried with these  - my own - very insignificant problems. Issues. Pauses. Ding. Dong. Bells. The insignificant world of one. 

Why do we take chances on love?

Lazy weekend.

I don't like the background in this picture, but I had such a lovely time.

I am trying to digest the news. My father is getting married in three months.

All it takes to have your tango steem demolished is one class with an outstanding teacher. Sigh.