No. 126 
I want to find dosmilonce gustito and love for each and every one of the parts of our body, including those that cause right now we face in the mirror and to make us entrapujemos hide. I hope that in dosmilonce find humor in everything, even in what seems inappropriate to find ... himself, stripping how serious cock. I hope that in dosmilonce always have faith, especially in those times to have it look stupid or naive. I want to feel endless dosmilonce freedom to express in any way we please, from how we dress to how we speak, how to cut the lettuce or what colors we surround ourselves with and how tight the teeth (or toes of the feet ) during sex ... to be ourselves without shame! I want to move forward dosmilonce - always move forward - but able to distinguish both the right pace for each direction as that touches us, because everyone has their own way and "forward" is not always in front, also we do not be afraid to sit a while to rest or to mourn, because it is also part of the day. We desire dosmilonce constant awareness of our connection to that something bigger, no matter how we feel disconnected from each other. I hope that in dosmilonce learn to say "I love you" and "I love you" just because it is true, but we care not a bit the answer may or may not come. I want to come dosmilonce in many moments of happy solitude, others company and some delicious fun community also provided the dose in which everyone feels safe and correct. I hope that in EPAM dosmilonce s distinguish who and what our sources of support and we are humble enough to know when we need must deal with them and, above all, we have the eggs to say "you, help me, please con." dosmilonce desire that we may abound i Open Source Intelligence to know when we have to be a trainee and when we get to be the teacher and when we're all just mates, and we know assume that role at that particular time, with all the substance that is required. I hope that in dosmilonce find strength and security to mark our limitations - to everyone, including family and friends - with sufficient clarity and love (ie "eat shit" other uses) and, to speak out the way it is, we heard and obtain significant responses and we are also open to listening to others and respect their boundaries. We desire dosmilonce gratitude for all we have and eggs, many eggs to tighten the boots and finally venture to explore the uncharted territory that we long to know, because the new is where it is more likely to find our freedom and growth .
PRIOR NOTE: THIS STORY WAS WRITTEN FOR CHRISTMAS EDITION ON THE TWENTY-FIRST CENTURY affairs magazines. PUBLICATION, slightly edited, CAN FIND ON THIS LINK: and http://www.sigloxxi.com/vida.php?id=25981 http://www.sigloxxi.com/magacin.php?id=25831 . In the third paragraph of story published, instead of "2" should read "27."
FILE BELOW MY ORIGINAL VERSION:
How cute! Santa Claus also uses Flam better off the radio of his battered taxi. Between this and the announcement of B & B, and Ludbim Riata is. loud sighs. Already eleven at night and going around from seven and a half. Nobody wanted to go with him. suspect that the state of your car gives confidence: damn window that has no clue to fix. His hands are black with dirt motor and smells of sweat mixed with fat face, the car stinks of damp and smoke street canchinflín rocket and that, although banned, no year without passing through whistling yard of a neighbor angered by the danger of fire. With the open window heard the PUM intermittent loose a rocket of a thundering, go to the brothers large volcanoes setting it on the little brother and listen to one another gourd crying for the burned hand. This year only enough to buy their children a couple of packets of sparklers and a short gun to twelve.
tamal you imagine waiting for him at home and thunder guts, but remember that Ruby still owed the five tamales Dona Mencha and hunger is mixed with anger that he feels right in the stomach. hit on Christmas Eve was ugly, but at least gave him the strap only and not with his fist. Cattle it was: and too often he has said he wants to be mutated is indebted to those who always finds hidden in the drawer, Avon creams or sweets to children.
Patojos The three days are already asking for a Christmas tree, but if you get money for that but not for tooling. They do have to study so that they have twenty-seven, like him, do not walk where they can beg for little salary. cell rings. is Ruby. was parked in a dark corner and answers. Miamor, have you coming? No be so, man, come home. It's almost midnight. Now we do not going to get customers and are Patojos Nah, you go to ask. The Dixon cry and cry. revenge. I explained that I will not have gifts, they want to be with Nah, you burning stars. Forgive me for what tamales, but they do not owe them Dona Mencha gave them. Ludbim hangs up and, pulling the phone in the passenger seat, consider newspaper ads, those with cell phones than four thousand Quetzales. FOUR THOUSAND QUETZALES BY PHONE. Start another time and go through to
was agreed that in the morning big neighbor's son was with Dixon, seeing toys in the newspaper. The ishto caquero that day and his brother are talking about Santa Claus. Dixon always remains silent. Ludbim pulls mucus. Gringotization From a distance a woman carrying bags beckons him to stop. Ludbim for and note who is younger than he thought but is somewhat wrinkled, and white people speak with an accent. He asks to take her quickie where it goes, which is not far away. S UBASE, fifty . The woman says she is very happy to have found it, he feared not reaching the house where she was invited to spend twelve because he was late buying gifts and do not know the area. Esteio navidenio taxi is a blessing, a gift from the senior . not stop talking about births, light bulbs on the street. A Ludbim make you want to grab a cinchazos like Ruby when not silent, but still is not paying attention: you are not out of the cart that red head that Dixon looked in the newspaper with adult expression. A chemical , here is a gift, many, many thanks, happy Christmas and family ustei says gringa while lowering the car. Standing next to the window, out of the hundred and fifty quetzales portfolio and, thus, out of nowhere, gives them complete. bendeiga God repeats, shaking his head and smiling with their bags of gifts.
are twenty to twelve Ludbim decide to go home. smiles slightly. The entrance to the neighborhood is still an open position where they sell toys and decorations. Thank the baby Jesus by the luck and buy a blonde doll with Esther, a yellow plastic pick up Dixon and a green rabbit Edi. Is a miniature Christmas tree light bulbs and color, for him and Ruby, buy a Santa Claus hat with a beard and red lucite embedded in the white teddy. ago was not much heat chest, as it were not for anger. Pay with pride and still has some money. then passes to a gun store and asks for a large, no longer there, but purchase two medium and a cigar. On the way give the tronadera twelve starts. Insert a sliver the throttle. From the corner waiting to see Ruby hugging children outside, but its light is off. With the cap as illuminating the eyebrows and beard covering his face oily cottony sees the neighbor's kids on the street uncovering boxes almost as big as them. There Dixon watching them is quiet and inward on the floor with pine that other house, are Ruby and the neighboring, toasting with a glass in hand. Ludbim bearing gifts is even packaged and plastic tree seems more false and more dwarf few minutes ago. Without noticing his family, his taxi one eye turns in u. Parked in the corner of a while ago, cried uncontrollably, as did a child and promised that another year will different. But it will not.
