Home life. I wrote and told almost everything I knew. Life at home protects me. I repeat things many times. Again, I say I pretty like the number twenty nine but can't remember why. Many days are gone. The month has changed. I haven't taken my nephews to the lap. I have exaggerated the tantalizing spices of food because I'm with a lack of flavor. I haven't seen the nights and they are just lurking around. I do not know if the berries have been picked from the vines. I don't know anything happening in the earth. Never was a farmer. Never a magician with a crystal ball. Never got in a time machine. I miss you and I remember to rephrase it in Portuguese. "I miss you" and I only said I have miss seeing you peel oranges, so you don't miss me.
