I like pictures where people sleep. It is the only way to find what is called absolute naturalness. No one taught us to be asleep. We can not pretend we can not be cute (perfect smile, perfect face, perfect hair) when we are dreaming, because we are too far away. Although the picture we reflect on the place. Although we pretend to present.
grace has made me find some pictures of me sleeping, because it's the only way I can never see. Chema has been saying since I have 15 years: "how beautiful when you sleep."
do not know if pretty, but I found that I always make the same gesture with his hands.
A folds on itself, forming a hole. Speaking of an absence, as if lacking something or someone inside it. Other hand, an object.
The other pets. Caressing the grass, or pet bedding or pet hair. Only the tips of the fingers, slowly.
are like a wanting and a re-take.
And Enar, Enar hugs herself. It makes me a little sad that picture because right now I have so I wanted to hug her, and it is as if the two ansiáramos that contact but there is a blue space in the middle, vacuum between us somehow.
And yes. Sleep is sad. In sleep we are forced to separate. There is talk of sleeping together, but it is not true.
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