|Blessed With A Child

Posted by on December 17, 2018 in General |

Strange night this. It has a latent desire to arrive soon in house and a cutting silence exactly enters the friends next. I can feel. He functions as if all its rasgantes secrets suddenly wanted to jump of its throat and you it has homesicknesses of its infancy. This if you had one. I am seated in asking me to the sidewalk because I did not accept the invitation of that pretty woman has one two years behind to go for house of it Perhaps it had been only one night Probably it would have me rank pra to run as soon as the night finished. But with strangers always she has the probability of something more A future perhaps.

Children. Supper to the sundays. Weekend with the parents of the young woman. New curtains and a home pra to call mine. The eyes of that woman per to some had made seconds to desire me this, I find. Novelist is likely to agree. Or perhaps either only this sixth ominous fair that it is moving with my head. Clearly that I tried to make I eat everybody. (Source: novelist).

To finish the school. To have a job. To have children. But the so easy things thus seem not to be pra me. I always chose the way most difficult, the way more difficult to arrive the place none. But I would have chosen the way most difficult for the paradise also. Until if I was for the hell I would go for the side most difficult of the mountain. He must have motionless to smoke. Now with 40 years in the coasts I do not go more to stop. This I still negotiate to kill goes me. I go to stop ahead of the throne of God with the black pulmes. Not that I really believe that God would judge mine personally case. I never knew to make nothing. Beyond fixing cars. He swims. One nobody. Children. He always wanted to have a son. But desregrado without nothing as I. How I would create a child? I have a house and I make peaks in a workshop close to house, I have an old car, but, moreover, I do not have nothing. I do not know because I am thinking about this now, after old and with the finished life I decided to filosofar on the past? I could come back pra school, make a course, obtain a fixed job, remodel the house and create my children. That rays of thoughts are these now? First I would have that to arrange the children! I must be this I cry of sultry child I am confusing mine cabaa. I cry of child! It comes of the garbage hamper! It has a baby here inside! A child My child. Now you will have a home. They say what to want of this night, for me was a miracle.


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