The day the world shit on me

WELL
I think everyone can relate to me, we've all had a day where the world decides to sit on it's sadistic golden toilet and crap on its victim of preference..
SO I wake up this morning, PLANNING to cook something for lunch but my stove was on strike and only one burner was working..so..NO LUNCH.
When I board the public transportation I thought things were looking up since the driver decided to take a shortcut, allowing me to get to work faster....HA HA says the world, wait till the day progresses..
I arrive at my office to discover that NO, they have not done anything concerning my office supplies, A.K.A. I have no phone, no computer, no pens, no pencils, NOTHING. I rue the day I decided to work at a brand new company....Minutes tick, I make a few "important" phone calls from the phone thats about a mile away from my desk..And then proceed to sit and look pretty the rest of the day.
Meanwhile, I keep calling the sommabitch thats supposed to install the air conditioning...and He is NOWHERE to be found, probably looking at his caller id and avoiding my calls..
To make a long story short.....a couple of cigarette breaks and gallons of sweat later, I counted 27 people in the minibus on my way home which SHOULD take me 20 mins but took an hour. It was raining, there was no electricity and no water in my house.
I wonder what tommorow will be like.

Madrigal

"Yo a tu lado no siento las horas que van con el tiempo..ni me acuerdo que llevo en mi pecho una herida mortal..Yo contigo no siento el sonar de la lluvia ni el viento..pq llevo tu a mor en mi pecho como un madrigal.."

So Im sitting here..and this song comes on...which brings me such sweeet memories...Of me at a time when innocence was still around..Sitting by my Dads feet watching him and hearing him speak with my Godfather over their glasses of Black Label.

Sweetness being something I feel has been dying in my vocabulary....I'd like to make a small list of those things that every now and then conjure up that scarce and missed feeling...

-The image of my nephew Lucas falling asleep on my chest

- My brother Robert calling to say..Dimelo sucia..because thats the way he expresses the fact that he misses me.

-When my Dad calls me silly mushy nick names

-The way my mom calls me 2309283290 times a day just to say whats up, and no matter how much I say: TU SI JODE, she always manages to say I love you.

God..I wish I could sit and appreciate more of that in my life...You know how time passes and you turn cold..and things change so much and shift out of perspective and you forget who you were and how simple things were? I wish I knew how to handle it.

Sweetness...*sigh*