Some X Years Ago

agosto 18, 2009

One year ago I started to write again

One year and a half ago I harmed someone

Two years ago I moved to NY

Two years and a half ago my father was about to die

Three years ago I finally finished college

Three years and a half ago I did a road trip in Cal

Four years ago I celebrate New Year’s Eve in Oaxaca

Four years and a half ago the alcohol unleashed my demons

Five years ago I ate two ecstasy pills in a row

Five years and a half ago I use to write without stopping

Six years ago I dramatically fell in love

Six years and a half ago I used to hook up a lot in bars

Seven years ago someone cheated on me

Seven years and a half ago I got crabs

Eight years ago my first nephew was born

Eight years and a half ago I was drunk every single day

Nine years ago I got out to party every single Friday night

Nine years and a half ago I went to live in a church

Ten years ago I liked to be stunned

Ten years and a half ago my college went on strike

Eleven years ago I suffered of acne and neurodermatitis

Eleven years and a half ago I wanted to runaway from home

Twelve years ago I had a diary

Twelve years and a half ago I kissed a guy and a girl at the same time

Thirteen years ago I cried the loss of the first love

Thirteen years and a half ago I stopped going to church

Fourteen years ago I had doubts about God

Fourteen years and a half ago I read Zartre (or that was what I thought)

Fifteen years ago I was a backup dancer for a girls band

Fifteen years and a half ago I still played with my Playmovils

Sixteen years ago I wan a poetry contest in Junior High

Sixteen years and a half ago my height was one meter and ten centimeters

Seventeen years ago I was ordered to study mechanics

Seventeen years and a half ago my mother worked as a maid

Eighteen years ago my father was a disgusting hog

Eighteen years and a half ago I dreamed of living in Chiapas

 

One minute ago I’ve just realized I have to be honest with myself.

(by Alberto Bremermann)

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