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26.

Extremely happy.

Missing you,
and yet still extremely happy.

Cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles if I could just see you tonight

Qué lejana queda la primavera...

www.youtube.com/watch?v=UTORd2Y_X6U&feature=related

I wonder if you'll ever know all the things you are...

Lleva todo el día cayendo
una lluvia como un telón
que me atrapa como un sueño
la lluvia que esperaba
cuando ya no la esperaba
agua por todas partes
agua, agua fría
como este sentimiento
la lluvia que me lleva a casa
pero sé que no puedo estar en casa,
que pronto dejará de llover
y saldrá el sol y ya no estaré en casa

qué hacer
cuando no sé cómo parar la lluvia
cuando no sé si quiero que la lluvia pare

"What is happiness? The substantiality of this woman. The compound she was. The wit, the gameness, the shrewdness, the fatty tissue, the old indulgence in high-flown words, that laugh marked with life, her responsibility to everything, not excluding her carnality - there was stature in this woman. Mockery. Play. The talent and taste for the clandestine, the knowledge that everything subterranean beats everything terranean by a mile, a certain physical poise, the poise that is the purest expression of her sexual freedom. And the conspirational understanding with which she spoke, her terror of the clock running down..."