She already started seeing cockroaches and complaining about the cranberries under the sofa. I said goodbye to Capuchi today, he is going to Tijuana for the entire summer, leaving me behind with this sensation that I'm on my own. I got nostalgic for the old times when we spent hangover mornings at his house under his old-style “colchas”, with printed bears and lions.
The moon is big and I have a bottle of Rioja that I haven't opened yet.