Time had gone, and my memory did not exist, and I was unable to distinguish between what I had invented and what I had known, and I knew that what I had invented was all false.
Doris Lessing in The Golden Notebook.



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Recuerdo las manos entrelazadas, el tiempo detenido, los besos no dados. Era finales de agosto y tú eras...

Leicester 58.07.31

Music: Queen of the south. The Divine Comedy.

I remember our hands together, the stopped time, the kisses never done. It was fall of august, and you was...

1 comentario:

  1. Anónimo17 de abril de 2009 a las 18:24

    Y yo era la niña con "la sonrisa de perversa complicidad y mirada inteligente" (eso pensaba un compasivo observador).
    Me emociona que todavía me recuerdes y me alegra mucho haberte casi encontrado.

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