This is a killing in the dance floor.
oh yeah.
The world is giving me a piece of my soup.
Finally, after too many time invoices are being collected, people are unhappy, missing you badly, and I´m in performance watch.
My dream is now becomig true, I´m on my way to be fired, just because a don´t wanna work on weekends, hate to get out of the office late, and just because I want.
Well, no, to be honest I want to work there, is just the fucking sense of be part of a broken machine, working for nothing, but creating caos and mess.
Yes, I have to be honest, take my responsability of this situation and accept that I have more to give to my organisation, after all, this is what I want to do, now I´m part of this small team, trying to understand this bussiness, flying, shipping cargo around the world, mixing cultures, ways to work, to think, to believe.
When a was talking about invoices, I was talking about my invoices, I finally got my teacher`s idea when she said that I didn´t deserve my fuckin piece of paper.
Yes, I take my own shit, I don`t know how to deal whith my problems and I just turn around and try to find another one, trying to hide them and waiting for an automatic solution, as ussual.
Yes, people, finally I`m in performance watch.
Well, that`s not all around my life, things are moving quite fast, we are now living these september days, and september is a good month for someone who I really care, like, love, and most of all enjoy.
Now these days, have this feelling, the sense of change, the mexican way of life and celebrate is arriving to this city, with circus included, now the circus is once again ( as a good one, is always at the city every 3-4 months), with all the issues that being mexican involves. That`s another story.
Well I just have to say that I miss you a lot, almost three years have passed since the first time I met you at that fucking after house party and see how the world is part of this matrix who doesn´t want us so happy together.
How I´m missing you so ba...
But that´s another story too.
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