Puntu / Point
. 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 ...