She was here.. wasn't she?

Today is Saturday. It is 7 AM and I definitely should not be awake.

She should have not been there by my side in bed either when I suddenly woke up a few minutes ago... but she was.

As I said she should have not, but it felt great having her laying there... wondering how had she get here without me noticing... how had she managed and why did I not remember.

 It felt right, and somehow it felt wrong as well as I knew it couldn't  really have lasted for long. I somehow knew she is just not for me, even if we would surely do fine... just amazingly fine together.

As a matter of fact I finally found out she wasn't really there... After all it was my brain to be blamed of having put her here, and that's perhaps best because it saves a lot of explanations.

It also prevents a lot of kisses and caresses from happening that will now perhaps never take place. It would have been tender... sweet... amazing...unbelievable... and now of course I hope it will perhaps be so some other time.... or many....

But for the time being,  so be it. I am left alone on a Saturday morning, with not a lot to do but much more to think about that I would have normally had... I will try to enjoy it.

Pues.. seguimos contando :-D

El pasado jueves 20 me dejaron contar en Andy's Bar (C/Lavapies 32), y debo decir que me quedé con muchas ganas de seguir yendo por allí siempre que me inviten.

Os dejo esta grabación por si os apetece escuchar alguno de los cinco cuentos que se me cayeron, y aprovecho para dar mil gracias a los chicos del Andys, a la artífice de la grabación, y a quienes se tomaron el tiempo de acercarse a escuchar.

Un verdadero placer que espero se repita pronto...