ran the first decade of the new millennium
and she was happy the world
fernanda shone for several months since that day he accidentally fell down the stairs and then happened opened his eyes and there was the lifting loads to the infirmary and since then he stayed and since then the food tasted better the colors were bright and the simple things of life produced a feeling of paradise, ethereal felt chills when the water went down your body while bathing.
and sunsets were of such an impact on his soul that he felt hypersensitive floating on a breeze of gold and crimson even late at night ...................
was happy more than anything but that doubts ....
the damn doubt that one day did go to the doctor for a strange numbness in his little finger.
scans were already there and there was the little hell as a grain amid the immaculate
a small chunk of death embedded in the middle of his brain and there was in the midst of cancer fernanda
now comprehended the tumor stimulating a pleasure center brain that was life life life life some anesthesia specialist
a CT scan saw 7 doctors a surgery microscope reconstructive plastic apparatus that freezes and breaks up tumors sucking some intensity modulated radiation therapy and chemotherapy was sufficient that and all he had had and could have everything that was enough to take away your heaven.
worst was the loss of smell or perhaps the ongoing sadness or fact of being bald ........
I never judge your decisions I only watch as her tears flowed quietly
"would rather pull my finger fucking all started with a numb finger"
said in a paroxysm of melancholy and now I remember
this creature he met what is forbidden for us divine the deadly hallucination of happiness fernanda
and since then forget to smile .....
