This last two months I’ve seen many people filling forms to get a job.
Today I accidentally wrote Siempre en Parias instead of Siempre en París (A book of that mexican writer). I thought it was hilarious.
Today a woman smiled at me twice because we were in the same position inside the bus (both hands up).
Today I couldn’t do a simple arithmetic operation to calculate if I could pay for some yarn.
Today I laugh about some foolish writer for whom is more important the places she has been instead of what she has been doing there.