#dear-journal

One day after another, one plate of spaghetti after another. Hahaha... joke. Of course, it's not the only thing I have to eat, nor do I eat it every day, although it seems to me that I could do it without

1st July 2024. Maximum surveillance is necessary these days. 😟 Beryl is more than a headache. Imagine, it has become a category 4 hurricane, moving like a beast encouraged because it knows it is the first

Today it's window cleaning day. Today I saw a spider squatting. Today I thought it was strange that a spider was squatting. Today the rooster keeps crowing and crowing, it's hopeless. Yesterday I cleaned

June 18, 1:04 am (Cuban time) The bed, the night, the silence, the mobile phone, the echo of the tarot reader, the Notes App... a tear, two, three... what do I know. Think of a room where you can write