Puntu / Point

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These blogs are supposed to be for both of us to have fun Without complaints or reproaches Just dreams, ideas, longings But these last few days… Since you alone decide for both of us At the moment of my umpteenth vital mistake, "looking for a neighbor teacher" to do experiments. Nothing more. So, following that logic, should I not have approached that Sunday to thank all the members of your family, your favor with the drill, or not have spoken for 10 minutes about vocational training that day in the plaza when the kids were leaving for that 2025 camp week? It’s the same, I was already super in love with you then, and now, and although I’ll try to remove that dream idea AMETSA from my powerful imagination, I think I’ll be like this for years, friends but me longing and anxious for vital companionship, being and existing, spirit and flesh, free of course, not with Damocles’ swords, debacle!, overhead. Not with blinders on the eyes, shackles on the feet, mental and economic dungeons that perhaps we both share, indigo girl… Yours! I am… In any case Friend Lover Soulmate I’m accumulating a horrifying list that perhaps I never dared to write… It would kill your interest if I keep being open, honest, trustworthy, sincere, transparent, and, the thing is, I should have camouflaged my imperfections like a normal courtship, just finery… Aio Txo I love you, Maitane

Blog hauek biok dibertitzeko izan beharko lukete Kexarik edo errieta gabe Ametsak, ideiak, irrikak bakarrik Baina azken egun hauetan… Zuk bakarrik erabakitzen duzunetik biontzat Nire bizitzako akats anitzgarren unean, "auzoko irakasle bat bilatzea" esperimentuak egiteko. Besterik ez. Beraz, logika hori jarraituz, ez al nintzen igande hartan hurbildu behar zure familiako kide guztiei eskerrak ematera, zure zulagailuaren mesedeagatik, edo ez al nintzen 10 minutuz FPz hitz egin behar egun hartan plazan, haurrak 2025eko kanpaldi astera joaten zirenean? Berdina da, orduan jada zutaz erabat maiteminduta nengoen, eta orain, eta nahiz eta nire irudimen indartsutik AMETSA amets-ideia hori kentzen saiatuko naizen, urteak egongo naizela uste dut horrela, lagunak baina ni irrikaz eta bizitzako laguntasunaren irrikaz, izatea eta egotea, espiritua eta haragia, aske noski, ez Damoklesen ezpatak buru gainean, debacle!, gainera. Ez begietan estalkiekin, oinetan kateekin, buruko eta ekonomikoko ziegekin, agian biek partekatzen ditugunak, neska indigo… Zurea! naiz… Edozein modutan Laguna Maitalea Arima-laguna Zerrenda izugarri bat pilatzen ari naiz, agian inoiz idaztera ausartu ez naizena… Zure interesa hilko luke irekia, zintzoa, fidagarria, zintzoa, garden izaten jarraitzen badut, eta, kontua da, nire inperfekzioak kamuflatu behar nituela ohiko kortesiaz, soingainekoak bakarrik… Aio Txo Maite zaitut, Maitane