we just desire what we do not have and forget that specialy and beautiful things we have, like those rich sandwiches and those pizzas, and the chips that i grabbed from the bowl in the birthday parties and i just put chips and more chips to all of it...
maybe but like i remembered it and and I have a desire to go to hug my grandma, to tell my friends that I love them, to play a fulbo with my brother and see my nephews play innocently on a birthday watching as through the hours of the day the sun goes down and they grow and I will not see them anymore ... and my brother will not have more time for a simple game, and while I am going to leave flowers to mama, thanking her that she did everything so that every birthday that she organized or we were together outside was special, leaving me a lesson that is a unique and special , to play and to put chips to everything ... life is rare and when you realize - there is nothing anymore,
just like when you were a kid and in others birthdays you put chips on everything and sometimes you you make toys with the chips and with the salty sticks
