Si pudiera vivir nuevamente mi vida, en la próxima trataría de cometer más errores. No intentaría ser tan perfecto, me relajaría más. Sería más tonto de lo que he sido, de hecho tomaría muy pocas cosas con seriedad. Sería menos higiénico. Correría más riesgos, haría más viajes, contemplaría más atardeceres, subiría más montañas, nadaría más ríos. Iría a más lugares adonde nunca he ido, comería más helados y menos habas, tendría más problemas reales y menos imaginarios.

Yo fui una de esas personas que vivió sensata y prolífica mente cada minuto de su vida; claro que tuve momentos de alegría. Pero si pudiera volver atrás trataría de tener solamente buenos momentos.
Por si no lo saben, de eso está hecha la vida, sólo de momentos; no te pierdas el ahora.
Yo era uno de esos que nunca iban a ninguna parte sin un termómetro, una bolsa de agua caliente, un paraguas y un paracaídas; si pudiera volver a vivir, viajaría más liviano.
Si pudiera volver a vivir comenzaría a andar descalzo a principios de la primavera y seguiría descalzo hasta concluir el otoño. Daría más vueltas en calesita, contemplaría más amaneceres, y jugaría con más niños, si tuviera otra vez vida por delante.

lunes, 23 de agosto de 2010

- I don't love you anymore.
- Since when?
- Now. Just now. I don't want to lie. Can't tell the truth, so it's over.
- It doesn't matter. I love you. None of it matters.
- Too late. I don't love you anymore. Goodbye. Here's the truth, so now you can hate me. Larry fucked me all night. I enjoyed it. I came. I prefer you. Now go.
- I knew that. He told me.
- You knew?!
- I needed to hear it from you.
- Why?
- Because he might have been lying. I had to hear it from you.
- I would never have told you, because I know you would have never forgived me.
- I would. I have.
- Why did he tell you?
- Because he's a bastard.
- How could he?
- Because he wanted this to happen.
- But why test me?
- Because I'm an idiot.
- Yes. I would have loved you... forever. Now, please go.
- Don't do this, Alice. Please, talk to me.
- I am talking. Fuck off.
- I'm sorry. You misunderstand! I didn't mean to.
- Yes you did.
- I love you!
- Where?!
- What?!
- Show me! Where is this love? I... I can't see it, I can't touch it. I can't feel it. I can hear it. I can hear some words, but I can't do anything with your easy words. Whatever you say is too late.
- Please, don't do this!
- Done. Now, please go, or I'll call security.
- No, you're not in a strip club, there is no security. Why did you fuck him?
- I wanted to.
- Why?
- I desired him.
- Why?
- You weren't there!
- Why him?
- He asked me nicely.
- You're a liar.
- So?
- Who are you?!
- I'm no one! 
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