Cartas a mi amiga gringa

Hey,

Sorry again if you can’t understand my words, I am still trying to learn English.

Did you have fun last night?
It’s always good to meet old friends, I was so happy last summer when I saw two of my best friends from College, 6 years had passed since last time we were together and it was a joy to find out that nothing had changed, that all the years apart (we were in contact by e-mail, but is not the same) didn't interfere at all in our relationship, it just added more adventures and tales to share!
I am nostalgic. I just spoke with a good friend (my first lesbian friend, besides my first girlfriend) and we were talking about seeing each other in March. She doesn’t live too far away from me.

This is one of the things that I don't like about moving around, having no roots, although is great to discover new lands, new paths, sometimes is hard to look back and see people that you love so far away, somewhere distant. When you see them again, when you see the trace of the time and their faces is when you realize that the clock is ticking and yourself have gained marks, some of them are stains and will probably not go away, some are little scratches, deep enough to cut the first layer of your skin – gentle bits - and is hard to find truly friends that will hold your hand and say that everything is going to be just okay. The good part is that at the end we will all survive and keep trying, looking for something, happiness perhaps? A long time ago (I was still climbing other peoples trees to still fruits, probably guava, that was the only fruit that would drive me to commit a crime; no that is not true, I would do it for watermelon, but is too heavy to run away with, in case you are catch at moment of this horrendous act of delinquency- at least when you are 6 or 7) anyways, a long time ago I read somewhere that “there was no happiness, there were moments of happiness” at that time, I felt like that was true and it was very dramatic; today I still think that these words are truthful but there is no tragedy anymore, you just have to treasure those moments, it my seem cliché but is true. I am certainly those lines were repeatedly used and may have lost its magic but I still have their definition well explained in my dictionary.

I am hungry, did someone mentioned scrambled tofu??? I am looking forward to try your Tofu.

Have a wonderful day.