Clouds

I think the world is a harsh place. Its hard, the people are not nice and life never turns out the way you think it will be. Sometimes, we just need a little self-imposed magic, a self-imposed naïve way of thinking that everything will be alright, that there is a rainbow with a big pot of gold at the end of what we are doing.

Maybe I'm doing it wrong, maybe there is no rainbow. Maybe my being naïve is not self imposed at all... but maybe believing or thinking that way that is a good thing. Is that wrong? I know the pitfalls, I know the errors and still I choose to make them, so that I feel happier. Maybe I'm just chasing clouds and are doomed never to catch them.

Onomatopeya

De acuerdo con mi amigo Alejandro, la palabra onomatopeya no tiene un significado tanto como que representa un sonido. Suena raro, pero lo que realmente quiere decir es que 'kikiriki' es la onomatopeya de gallo, 'muuuu' la onomatopeya de vaca y 'guau' la del perro (o eso entendí de todo el asunto).

Pensando en eso, y en los maravillosos hombres chapines, resulta que la onomatopeya del hombre guatemalteco para siendo 'cht, rica'...

vaya, eso sí que es orgullo nacional.