WE[108]: I am alone.

Friday afternoon I get off work, and already in my mind I'm planning what I'm going to do in the coming week. I'm alone and tired, however I have time to prepare a Sandwich and check my social networks, I answer the relevant messages and check the Hive Blog notifications, additionally I browse the different communities and if I feel like it I write a post in the community of my liking. I am very tired after this and go to sleep.

I have the habit of getting out of bed every day at the same time in the early morning: 5:30 A.M., today is Saturday and I start the day preparing a coffee, and I take advantage and check the cupboard and the fridge realizing that it is running out: chicken, and meat, as well as various legumes and bread.

I look out of the apartment window and see the park in front of my building, which I rarely visit since I usually leave very early for work and arrive home very late to enjoy the park. Many times we have in front of our eyes places of recreation and we do not realize it.

It is 6:00 in the morning and I decide to go for a walk in this forgotten square, it is very early and the park is practically alone, in front of the square there are people taking the bus because they are working or going to do some activity in the city of Caracas. In this park the trees are lush and the neighbors have not yet come to perform aerobic activities. I walk around the park three times and in the meantime I start to think about the mistakes I made in my work and what my strategy will be to correct them. I go up to my house to take a shower.

I take a bath, get dressed and immediately prepare my breakfast, at that moment I am thinking about the necessary items to feed myself. I have two options: a popular market, and a food hypermarket called Forum. Although I have a vehicle, it currently has electrical failures, which is why I go to these places walking, taking me approximately 15 minutes to get to the town of Guarenas.

I walk through the popular market to check prices, I get to the Hypermarket and get the same products that I saw in the popular market at more affordable prices, this coupled with an atmosphere of comfort makes me buy there the missing food in my kitchen. Already in the queue to pay I receive messages by Whatsapp from some college friends and we decide to meet at the home of one of them.

Leaving the hypermarket with five bags I decide to get on a public transport to my house, which took me to my building with extreme slowness, arriving at my destination at approximately 1:00 pm. I arrange my groceries in the cupboard and fridge.

I still have time as the meeting is at 6:00 PM. I leave home at approximately 2:00 P.M. by bus and arrive in Caracas at 2:30 P.M., so before going to the meeting site I stroll through the Sambil Mall, the largest in Venezuela, I like to see the families walking around and looking at the stores, especially those that sell technological devices.

I arrive at 6:15 p.m. to meet my friends, I find that no one is at home, I check my Whatsapp messages and indeed the meeting is on Saturday but next week. Sad and frustrated I must return home accompanied by a pack of beer, a frozen pizza and a bottle of wine.

I get home at almost 10 PM since I couldn't get public transportation, I turn on my TV and start zapping, finding ascentral aliens, container auctions, kittens, puppies, 80's movies, and of course The Kardashian.

Faced with such programming, I decided to watch a movie and searched my video library for a Charles Chaplin film. I chose a very recommendable one: The Boy of the Year 1921. A very tender and sentimental humorous melodrama that has managed to overcome the barrier of time.

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I wake up on Sunday at 9:00 A.M. and realize that my clothes are washed but not ironed, so I start ironing the week's wardrobe.To liven up the moment I listen to the latest Def Leppard album Diamond Star Halos, very good.