Had my tears, had my goodbye. Had my hugs and a nice breakfast. Had my “morning bread.” Twice. We showered together. We cried together. We kissed countless times. Then waved our hands from a distance. We were only a few meters away one from the other, but separated already by the thousands of kilometers those…
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No dormí ni una huevada. Me fui a la cama como a las 12 de la noche, planeando levantarme a las 7 AM, para salir al aeropuerto a las 8. A eso de las 4 AM seguía despierto y no podía parar de darme vueltas entre las sábanas, tratando de conciliar el sueño. Quizás logré…
Read moreFacebook cleanse
Just finished deleting all my past from Facebook. Well, technically, not all of it; only erased every photo in which I appeared with somebody from back then that I’d been involved with. I had already started a few months ago, when I first started dating my ex again. I unfriended all the persons I have…
Read moreSex/Life 38
“You are amazing. I love you” she whispered. I smiled and tidied up her fringe, stuck on her wet forehead. Stayed in silence, staring at her blushing face. HER face. The one who left me behind. The one who broke my heart. The one I had to imagine in other faces because I thought I’d…
Read moreTel-Aviv taxi
The driver looked back at my girlfriend in the rearview mirror. “Norwegian? No, no, we don’t like Norwegians” he said roughly in his very basic English; “they only like Palestine and talk bad about Israel.” My gal, in her very polite Scandinavian custom, responded with a “but my boyfriend is Chilean.” The cab man changed…
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