Correr Es Mi Destino

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Bono is wrong. It so doesn’t take a second to say goodbye. It takes ages, it’s painful, it’s a difficult exercise that makes me feel like a coward every single time. Am I still running away? It seems like I left a little piece of my heart in every single place I have ever been to. It seems like I made an art of abandoning people. None of that is probably true but just thinking of it just makes me sob harder.

No matter how hard I tried, I was never able to see out of my left eye. Nothing but a useless blurry picture, with a few black spots on the way. The world looks distorted in a pretty fun way but it took me years to appreciate my difference. Kids all want to look the same.

Another bites the dust. Another Canadian soldier killed in Afghanistan, the 67th. Americans casualty ? 427 soldiers, if no one dies by tomorrow. Operation Enduring Freedom ? Yeah, right.
We somehow got used to it. I can’t remember a time when, flicking though the TV channels, I wouldn’t see fuzzy footage of cities covered by thick [...]

The morning I turned 18, I skipped school.
I woke up at 7 am as usual and turned on the radio. I got dressed to the sound of Nirvana and bitched. A lot. I grabbed my bag, my ID’s and the notice I was send a few months ago and that I had tried to forget [...]

Edit: Just to make sure there’s no misunderstanding…
1) I’m an atheist but I have nothing against religion, as long as it’s your values and you don’t try to convince me you’re right and I’m a sinner blahblahblah. And I’m not going to convince you that God doesn’t exist. I don’t know that. I just don’t [...]

When was the last time you truly believed in something ?
French never really realized they don’t own half of the world anymore and we had a point of view on everything. We grew up believing in the European Union but we distrusted anything behind the former iron curtain. Italians, Spanish and Portuguese were our [...]

We were three friends sit at a small wobbly wooden table, set half on the sidewalk, half on the curb side of the dusty road. We just came back from a bar where my roommate’s Chinese boyfriend was performing and we were starving, craving for a platter of jiaozi. It was a hot and humid [...]

Heard about the guy who fell off a skyscraper? On his way down past each floor, he kept saying to reassure himself: “so far so good… so far so good… so far so good..” But how you fall doesn’t matter. It’s how you land which matters the most.

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Long time ago, somewhere on the road :
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