18.

18. hacer el examen de motocicleta y mototurismos ciclicos de dos ruedas, una detrás de otra, nevando y con una capita de hielo bueno, gordo, que tú tengas... sin matarme

Sin matarme puede ser el mejor complemento modal de la "cosa que hacer" número 18, pero... y la cantidad de amigos que estoy haciendo? qué? La semana de las ilusiones, está claro.



Y mientras me tomo un nescafé en taza roja, miro por la ventana poniendo cara de lejos. Detrás mío el fuego cruje en la chimenea que no tengo y mi labrador, que tampoco tengo, me lame la mano.
(claro homenaje a Urko)

Standing at the punch table swallowing punch
can’t pay attention to the sound of anyone
a little more stupid, a little more scared
every minute more unprepared

I made a mistake in my life today
everything I love gets lost in drawers
I want to start over, I want to be winning
way out of sync from the beginning

I wanna hurry home to you
put on a slow, dumb show for you
and crack you up
so you can put a blue ribbon on my brain
god I’m very, very frightening
I’ll overdo it

Looking for somewhere to stand and stay
I leaned on the wall and the wall leaned away
Can I get a minute of not being nervous
and not thinking of my dick
My leg is sparkles, my leg is pins
I better get my shit together, better gather my shit in
You could drive a car through my head in five minutes
from one side of it to the other

I wanna hurry home to you
put on a slow, dumb show for you
and crack you up
so you can put a blue ribbon on my brain
god I’m very, very frightening
I’ll overdo it

You know I dreamed about you
for twenty-nine years before I saw you
You know I dreamed about you
I missed you for
for twenty-nine years

You know I dreamed about you
for twenty-nine years before I saw you
You know I dreamed about you
I missed you for
for twenty-nine years