4 de bastos

He estado leyendo la prensa. One of those back-page articles that you find interesting before you get up and put the newspaper back in its place.. While I was reading it, something in me said that this was possible (referring to the article)and my desire to finish the article grew and grew.

I have come to the conclusion that really if one wants, one can get what one wants. The only thing you need is time and perseverance.

Changing the argument a little while reading the article I thought about my house. One. At my place. In her and why I can't find the perfect decoration style and what color the bedroom furniture could be in.. Terrible thing, I know. I don't see a way out.

The point is that this article has given me a kind of strength to see clearly. If you want you can. You just have to be attentive. You just have to spend time searching for environments and information and my house (and by the way I) you will be how you want to be: radiant.

As I was leaving the restaurant I was rambling about all that while my subconscious was telling me: you can get it, you just have to want. Look for the sign.

A gust of air has made everything shake around me and suddenly in front of my feet a card from the deck. I looked to the right and also to the left to see that no cars were coming. (It's the excuse to make sure no one saw me.) and I bent down to pick up the letter. Another gust of wind took her away again and I acted as if nothing was happening.. I continued walking towards my car.

I have sat down. I have put the air. I left my phone and keys on the seat next to me and started the car.. Before reversing I was thinking about whether I would get off and go look for the letter or if I would forget about it and continue heading to work.. I went into reverse, I went backwards to where I thought the wind had taken the letter..

Without looking anywhere and like someone who doesn't want to, I opened the door and tried to take the letter.. It was very far and I had to get off. A few steps and the letter is mine. I knew the people in the restaurant were watching me., but for once I put the shame in my pocket and without further ado I got back into the car and put it in first gear..

When I reached the first Stop I looked at the letter. A 4 de bastos. I have smiled. While analyzing the situation I was associating it with the press article.

I have decided to keep the letter. Every amulet must be kept and that is what I am going to do. I'm going to leave it stored on the car visor.

That, what is all this? Well, I don't even know it myself.. Something without any sense or maybe yes.

Call it madness, call it wink. I'm going to call him “I believe in me”.