The decision was not easy to make, but I took it.
I did. I pushed the furniture
covering the balcony door enough to see what was happening outside and I remember I could only think "oh god."
At first I thought it was cloudy. I looked up expecting the warm sunshine, but there was nothing.
The yellow sky, the air yellow. And is that a sort of ash floating in the atmosphere ocher and accumulates fall on my balcony with nearly two feet high, like snow.
Now I've done to the idea of \u200b\u200b"it" is there, but at that time I almost fell on his ass.
not know if this is only in Barcelona or more sites.
Not a damn picture.
I wanted something like it, but nothing.
not even know if it's poisonous, but I do know is that I can hardly breathe because of that.
I thank God for making me close the doors and windows but I do not feel safe.
feel like the reasons for leaving the only place that you consider insurance grow and grow is not nice but still decided to do it temporarily.
needed food and more.
needed to feel safe.
I have destroyed my beautiful savannah with scissors, and when the scissors have been jammed by the rush I followed my pulls
-toed boots, pajama pants, another top MC (god, from the school that did not use it), a long-sleeved shirt, gloves and wool hat , old diving goggles, a backpack and savanna pastel pink ribbons soaked in mineral water enveloping nose and mouth.
admit that before going out, broom in hand, I could not help but smile at the mirror. I am unable to go out at least as glamorous and Mila Jovovich aunts are able to beat zombie armies in shorts and suspenders, you have to fuck.
On the street was quiet.
In career I have saved the distance that separates me from the mall. Perhaps loneliness, or abandoned cars in the middle of the road, some with open doors, perhaps for the echo, even traffic lights changing color or yellowish ash covered everything, has given me the feeling living on another planet. Someone
I had anticipated. The automatic door was literally blown.
For a second question has come upon me, but my eyes have wandered to the left, there was the shop next to the supermarket.
A small clothing store job. He was not sacked.
usually have few bright ideas but today has been one of those. I searched in
car near the bar to immobilize the steering wheel and I've thrown against the window.
The first one I cracked, so I continued to insist.
I always thought they were more easily broken.
until the fourth or fifth is not given and an alarm sounded unbearable.
Overalls, quality gloves, and masks.
I got all that fit in your backpack in a hurry, as if stealing from truth, and when I was leaving, I met face to face with two of the gas masks used by firefighters.
And it was better than I ever could have dreamed.
I have torn the savannah of the face and I put a rush.
The other also has finished backpack, you never know.
Before leaving one of those coffee machines and tea that was in the back room has also been destroyed under my rod, I've done to stay with the bag of milk powder hidden in his gut. I felt miserable, but I can not afford to neglect anything.
After the tent, backpack I put 50 cents in one of the cars from the supermarket and I walked by him as he makes the purchase.
I could get packages pre-cooked pasta, a couple of cans of tomato sauce, some canned asparagus, five jars of mayonnaise, soft drinks, condensed milk, flour, biscuits and some other conserved.
With that and a couple bottles of water I felt like a great hunter who returns to his cave, advancing on the yellow snow, with the bison got into a shopping cart.
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