I spent Saturday watching a movie I saw 12 years ago, when it was released. Back then I liked it so much I watched it maybe a couple of times. Last night something made me remember it, I looked it up and there it was, just waiting for me to press play.
It was almost midnight, so my partner was almost asleep. This time that was good because we have quite different tastes in movies. She even tried to tease me by saying that my choice was an “old and repetitive” movie. I told her that the important thing was that I liked it and knew that for me it wasn't a waste of time, nothing serious, we said it in a playful tone. At that moment she was doing her thing, sleeping, and I was doing mine, enjoying once again a movie that I liked so much and discovered that I still like, a lot.
After a good night's sleep and other things in bed, today it was my turn to prepare breakfast and lunch. I don't do that every day, so I have no complaints. Last night she bought dinner, and I think we know how to share very well; we understand each other in that respect.
She went home as evening fell, but that's fine; I also like being alone.
A little while later, I was pleasantly surprised to discover that the bank had refunded some money I'd claimed a couple of weeks ago. It wasn't much, but I'm glad justice was served. With my craving for something sweet, it was perfect timing. I didn't hesitate and went out to buy a chocolate ice cream near my house. It definitely had to be chocolate; it was a real craving.
On the way, I unexpectedly ran into my brother. He came with me, and we went to get ice cream. He told me he wanted any flavor except chocolate. I smiled and told him he could have any flavor he wanted, but for me, it had to be chocolate, definitely.
That way, we can be at peace, each of us enjoying our own tastes while respecting each other's preferences.
This applies to everything: movies, ice cream flavors, Hive posts, and music, of course, among so many other things.
Something I'm listening to this Saturday... A Venezuelan song I heard in the movie, and today I wanted to play it a few times. It also reminds me of my childhood when my mother would play it at home on weekends while she made breakfast for the family.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=htszY_XK87A&list=RDhtszY_XK87A&start_radio=1
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How is it possible to understand what you feel when you hear that music, if my soul is different from yours?
-FERNANDO GONZÁLEZ-
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Thank you for accompanying me. I wish you good health, a dignified life.
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