Kaixo / Hello

 Kaixo / Hello

Uste da blog hauek biok dibertitzeko direla Kexarik eta leporik gabe Ametsak, ideiak, irrikak soilik Baina azken egun hauetan... Bakarka biok erabakitzen hasi zarenetik Nire enegarren errore bizian "auzoko irakasle bat bilatu" esperimentuak egiteko. Ez gehiago. Orduan, logika hori jarraituz, ez nintzen igande hartan eskautetan zure familiari, motxilaren mesedeagatik, eskerrak ematera hurbildu behar, edo ez nion hezkuntzari buruz hamar minutuz hitz egin behar egun hartan plazan, mutilak 2029ko kanpamentu astera zihoazenean? Berdina da, orduan jada guztiz maiteminduta nengoen zurekin, eta orain ere bai, eta nahiz eta AMETSA ideia amets hori nire irudimen oparoetatik kentzen saiatuko naizen, uste dut urteak horrela egongo naizela, lagunak baina ni bizitzako laguntasunaren irrikaz eta antsiaz, izatea eta egotea, espiritua eta haragia, askeak noski, ez Damoklesen ezpatekin, debaclearekin!, Gainera. Ez gure biok agian partekatzen ditugun buruko eta ekonomiko kateekin, kateekin, burdinazko ziegekin, neska indigoa... Zurea Edozein modutan Laguna Maitalea Arima bikia Zerrenda izugarri bat pilatzen ari naiz, agian inoiz idaztera ausartuko ez nintzena... Zure interesa hilko nuke irekia, zintzoa, fidagarria, zintzoa, gardena izaten jarraitzen badut, eta, akaso nire akatsak kamuflatu behar nituen ohiko kortesiaz, soineko ederrak soilik... Aio Txo

It’s supposed that these blogs are for both of us to have fun Without complaints or reproaches Just dreams, ideas, longings But these last few days... Since you started deciding for both of us on your own at the moment of my umpteenth vital mistake, “finding a neighbor teacher” to do experiments. Nothing more. So, following that logic, should I not have approached that Sunday at scouts to thank your whole family, for your favor with the backpack, or not have talked for ten minutes about education that day in the square when the kids were leaving for that 2029 camp week? It’s the same, I was already completely in love with you then, and now too, and though I’ll try to erase that dream idea AMETSA from my vivid imagination, I think I’ll be like this for years, friends but me yearning and anxious for vital companionship, to be and to exist, spirit and flesh, free of course, not with Damocles’ swords, debacle!, On top of that. Not with the mental and economic blinders, shackles, dungeons that perhaps we both share, indigo girl... Yours In any case Friend Lover Soulmate I’m piling up a horrifying list that perhaps I never dared to write... I’d kill your interest if I keep being open, honest, trustworthy, sincere, transparent, and, it’s just that I should’ve camouflaged my imperfections like a normal courtship, just finery... Aio Txo