Yo! I’ m reading here shut up!
That was me yesterday. Christmas Eve. I live in a first floor room
in a rented apartment and with two bars just below my window, so
yesterday you can imagine the party people were having. I didn’t go out,
I staid alone in my room, alone with the 3 other people that live with me
that also are spending these Christmas holidays alone. And I thought I
was going to be the only one, but it seems not.
Weird thing, all people that I know that most are a bunch of crazy unsavory
characters, that is why I try to stay away, but is hard when you live in a
town as small as a football stadium, would be wanting to go out, party,
have “fun”, well my fun was reading yesterday, and writing and doing
translations from Japanese to English….kidding, Spanish to English.
And today Christmas, When Jesus was born I’ll stay at home with my
other 3 roommates and do the same again and the weirdest thing is that
I’m happy. I haven’t dranked, I think that having 0 money helps also the
situation. But I’m more than comfortable.
I probably have become a bit of a recluse, but my energies are spend
on my writing craft, wich it seems is not going too well by the way.
Anti social….maybe, yesterday night I was talking with my hot roommate,
to whom is the one I pay monthly, but while I listened
to her (mostly), I catched myself thinking about the story I was in the
middle of writing, and I didn’t know how to tell her to shut up since
I had a story to write. Point being, people bore me in general. I said
in general.mUnless I have dranked then even the trees I find funny,
people just plain out bore me, at least the
people that I know and have known most of my life since I have lived
a bad life, but these little criminals and whores around town they bore
me as hell.
So one Christmas with my 3 roommates most of the day each in their room,
unless we meet in the kitchen when cooking and maybe talk. But I prefer
this, write and read and right now since everyone in town is hung over
from yesterdays party it’s silent, the whole town is silent. Beautiful.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.