Kidney Pain After Resting

The Game: You do not die when they should, but when you can

Day 01 → Your favorite song
Day 02 → Your favorite movie
Day 03 → Your favourite television programme
Day 04 → Your favourite book
Day 05 → Your favourite quote
Day 06 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 → A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 → A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 → A photo you took
Day 10 → A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 → A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 → A fictional book
Day 14 → A non-fictional book
Day 15 → A fanfic
Day 16 → A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 → An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 → A talent of yours
Day 20 → A hobby of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever Tickles your fancy

write this post cost me an immense effort, because the thought of leaving by books like Immortality or The God of Small Things I almost hurts, but in the end I decided, I made the choice and perhaps most obvious, but probably the right one:

Gabriel Garcia Marquez - One Hundred Years of Solitude

this is , the book that radically changed the way I read, what made me switch from historical fiction and reality absolute surrealism, to a different reality, and as my mother would say, strange books, full of ghosts and weird things .
When I read the first time I was fourteen or fifteen years and a great love for South America, and this could be one of the reasons I fell in love with Gabo, but One Hundred Years of Solitude is not only the history Chile, not only the entire history of Latin America, but Colonel Aureliano Buendía who took part in 32 revolutions lose it all, the gypsy Melquiades, with his inventions, Remedios the Beauty who ascended into heaven, with Rebeca his bag of bones are something more, allegories and interpretations of all reality.
and then One Hundred Years of Solitude is also the key to the Modena City Ramblers MCR and are the symbol of the best of what they gave me the high school years, so this was an obvious choice.


WARNING: This post was written in very bad physical and psychological condition, ergo I do not take any responsibility for the stupid things / mistakes that I have written, are not bright enough to be aware but I wanted to write this post as soon as possible .