to steer away from Milan Kundera for so long. Now, I fear, I will just have to buy all his books and devour them. Just like that. And it is not really because the topics are that new, or his views are that great. It is because his writing and his ideas seem to flow in such a natural way to me, almost like me reading something that, well, I should have written my self. They just make so much sense like that.
So far I find my self reading a deep philosophy book about love and relationships, about women, about men, fears and all this deep things that really define us. All this in the context of a couple of romantic stories about some characters that help us as examples to portray all those things and much more.
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This, while the week is going too freaking fast. Not only because Wend has a ton of things to do, and I just got very involved, all of a sudden having of things to do too. But because I, for my self, have a lot of work to get done, classes to prepare, etc.
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Just came back from picking up a poster with Hector... All the way, I talked about Wend... O.o I hope I didn't annoy him much. All the things I am feeling for her. All the ideas, the fears, the joys... I do need to start writing all that.
And, as well, all of a sudden I feel like writing those in Spanish... ... At least right now. Although, right now... I don't have time to even type this words... O.o
Darn...
He he he... Ok ok, back to reality. (whatever that is).
Cheers!.
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