Purple Toes After Foot Surgery

good weather and as so often I find myself on my balcony, my quesito and my beer.
My Santa Rita is blooming and colorful, more by the strength of his survival on my own management. A year ago maybe
I sat in this same chair and looked at the same horizon. My concerns were so different! People who were part of my daily life were different but still a lot of luck.
at this point is so common to hear the typical phrases: Almost there in November that year went fast, as the days fly!
And I think that time flies because we fly us and the days go by because we spend your life.
And my conscience is another current of who I am and what I want to be and who I want to share.
And I'm glad to be here in this same balcony with another beer, eating another quesito, watching everything I grew up and rejoicing in advance of what is to come, because although I know it will I'm sure next year will find me to be more me and still less that I am. There