June 21, 2010
When I started this blog, some time in the first inning and I qualified the "spread." It was not bitter in any style comprehensive expert, connoisseur , of \u200b\u200bany art, gourmet even of any dish. Today, more than two years, still the same, but the thing it does not matter. I mean, that might not be so bad to be dispersed or, if you will, walking out of place.
I love the field, for example, but at the same time, why not?, And certainly with the same intensity, I feel urbanite. A few months ago I have moved destination and date, work in downtown Madrid. Mean center next to Cybele, the great plaza at the confluence of Alcalá, Paseo del Prado, Recoletos ... the main thoroughfares of the city. Probably Cibeles is the most beautiful place in Madrid, and I do not detract too much from the finest in the world. With its famous fountain in the center, its majestic buildings in the corners, the leafy trees of the Army Headquarters ... Looking to the horizon, this hand, looms above the door of Alcalá; to this one, the famous golden dome of Metropolis, where the Gran Vía starts ..
But the square, all is beautiful in its movement of people.
I have discussed here some time I love to contemplate human activity. No crowding, or the crowd or the mass, but the people coming and going each with their own purpose. I go to work at eight but - I will be memo! - I do not mind early and arrive before the Plaza de Cibeles. As I exit the subway, rather than turn to my work, I like to jump-start up Alcalá, without undue haste among the people who get off and go in haste because it is late to sign, including distribution of newspapers, clueless tourists, sonmnolientos bureaucrats, students with a straight face, law enforcement officers ... Soil
up on the sidewalk on the right, the largest, to the parish of San Jose. Cross between a sea of \u200b\u200bpeople, just below the Metropolis building, then the fall and embark on the sidewalk on the left. Anyone from one of the terraces of the great buildings that border the avenue, would notice me in that little ant in the middle of the parade, do not doubt that I would point the finger and say to the side: "Look, look at that fool, who seems to be going in circles. "
But do not think these criticisms affect me, my blogger. Let them say whatever they want.
this explosion I am impressed everyday life today, without going any further, first day of summer 2010. I wish I had words to describe the buzz around, people coming up, the sun begins to set between the domes ... But it happens that I am not a writer. I'm not, as confirmed step along the Círculo de Bellas Artes. I am only a pedestrian who dreamed of writing. Is very different. Sometimes misleading, but it is different. Alcalá
down, almost back to Cybele, I think that literature can still, despite everything, to allow one last miracle, even to mere bystanders scribbling paper. Thanks to her, one can stop it in time. Standing on this beautiful day, full of activity, in which life-ya know it's not modern what I mean, is shown as is, so beautiful it hurts. Be anchored as the reality, tomorrow, will continue running forward.
END TO THIS BLOG TAKE THE EXCESS
This concludes this journey, friends, bloggers. Infinite thanks, of course, who have accompanied me some distance, however small it was. I think a few days more than others, but we had some good times. I will continue hanging around your blogs and probably soon return to begin a new trek. Maybe too much confidence to ask that you go from time to time around here, if I had started a new project ...
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