A propósito de distancias, te cuento que ayer, descubrí que en este país, hay cosas que siempre nos gustaron, y en mis rutinarios paseos por la ciudad, encontré una tienda donde aún venden discos de acetato. ¿Lo puedes creer?

Sentí tal curiosidad, que no pude evitar entrar. Mi sorpresa mayor fue, encontrar algunos LP, con “aquellas canciones” Te juro que me provocaba salir a buscar una tienda de “antigüedades” para comprar un tocadiscos. De inmediato, sin percatarme de los ojos que miraban a mi alrededor, dentro de la tienda, comencé a soñar que estaba en casa, cómodamente instalada, en mi sofá preferido

Luego emocionada conecté aquel aparato, direccioné la aguja y comencé a viajar en el tiempo, por nuestro amado mundo musical, motivo de este, de un sentimiento tan especial. No solo viajé, sino también, me preparé un buen whisky en las rocas cuyo sabor y olor te acercan más a mí. Así, logré pausar un poco este verano tan cruel…

Entre un trago, una canción, el gran dolor que hoy siento por esta lejanía que me carcome el cuerpo y los sentidos, seleccioné aquellas canciones. Los boleros, las baladas, además de las famosas y mejores bandas de rock que han existido. No pude haber tenido mejores recuerdos.

En cada pieza que escuchaba, visualizaba los momentos que juntos bailábamos bajo la complicidad de un solo ladrillo, me sentía vibrar y bailar, siendo este, el detonante para darme cuenta de que no estaba sola y hacía el ridículo en un sitio público.

¡Vaya!, ha sido toda una hermosa experiencia, este ejercicio de recuerdos …

Querido amigo, a pesar de mis abriles, del tiempo y la distancia, siento que hubo un gran capítulo que se nos escapó en la novela de nuestras vidas.

Lo que sí te puedo prometer es, que aunque estemos ancianos y con poca movilidad motriz, nuestro gran secreto despertará con tan solo mirarnos. Y bastará un delicado e imperceptible roce de nuestra piel, para arribar al tan esperado clímax de nuestro amor…
Tuya y de ti,
numa26

Today I am writing this letter, addressed to a very special person in my life. To whom I will speak as one speaks to someone who knows me so well that my words, instead of being stilted, go in the right direction of confidence to a true friend.

Although it could have been...

Speaking of distances, I tell you that yesterday, I discovered that in this country, there are things that we always liked, and in my routine walks through the city, I found a store where they still sell acetate records. Can you believe it?

I was so curious that I couldn't help but go in. My biggest surprise was to find some LPs, with "those songs". I swear that provoked me to go out in search of an "antique" store to buy a record player. Immediately, without noticing the eyes looking around me, inside the store, I started to dream that I was at home, comfortably installed on my favorite sofa.

Then I excitedly connected that device, directed the needle and began to travel in time, through our beloved musical world, the reason for such a special sensation. Not only did I travel, but I also prepared myself a good whiskey on the rocks, whose taste and smell bring you closer to me. Thus, I managed to make a small pause in this cruel summer...

Between a drink, a song, the great pain I feel today because of this distance that eats away at my body and senses, I selected those songs. The boleros, the ballads, as well as the famous and best rock bands that have ever existed. I could not have better memories.

In each piece I listened to, I visualized the moments when we danced together under the complicity of a single brick, I felt myself vibrating and dancing, being this the trigger to realize that I was not alone and that I was making a fool of myself in a public place.

Wow, it's been quite a beautiful experience! This exercise of memories ...

Dear "friend", in spite of my years, time and distance, I feel that there was a great chapter that escaped us in the novel of our lives.

What I can promise you is that, although we are both old and with little motor mobility, our great secret will awaken just by looking at each other. And a delicate and imperceptible touch of our skin will be enough to reach the long-awaited climax of our love...
Yours and yours...
numa26.