Hello, brave souls who have landed in this little digital nook! I know we’re not a crowd, but for me, every reader counts! And I couldn’t skip this month… that month when commerce rises up to give us a good dose of family vibes.I guess most of you are enjoying this time with your families, and honestly, I hope you are, that you find it super attractive! Although, to be honest, it was never an epic event in my upbringing. My parents were right in teaching me that it’s basically just another month. And, truthfully, I don’t see anything different apart from the noise, the fireworks, and all that stuff that… let’s just say it doesn’t agree with me much.It’s true that my country has a thousand and one vibrant ways to celebrate December, but what makes me look forward to the end with the most eagerness is… the accreditation of my credits into my account! Yes, I said it! And the thing is, my dears, I haven’t slept well. I live on the 17th floor on the outskirts, but the neighborhood across the way… it’s a never-ending party! It’s December 8th, and the shouting and ruckus just won’t stop.And that’s when my mind lands and says: “Poverty doesn’t exist, just bad money management.” A person who can buy beverages to lose their senses and party all night long, seven days a week, has plenty of money. And then, they prefer to spend it on tons of fireworks (affecting the fauna and the planet, mind you!) instead of investing in education or a better quality of life. And hey, I don’t want to be the negative Grinch, it’s okay to celebrate! But, 24/7? It’s exhausting listening to the clink of bottles and how people wallow non-stop in their festivities.I wanted to slide onto the keyboard for a bit and vent, because, well, there are no orgies for me today. I guess I’ll have one right here, on the keyboard, while I smear your minds and connect with one or two of you who share my displeasure with this month… though in the end, it’s just another turn of the calendar.Things have been tense, you know? And instead of all this ballyhoo, I’d be a thousand times more excited to spend time on the beach, gazing at the sky, feeling the sand. A bonfire, the warmth of a hug, a romantic night with a nice dinner, an oily massage, soft music, and, above all, a good conversation!But I won’t leave you with that bad taste. Today is one of those days where things come and go. And maybe you, my reading friend, can tell me a bit about your experiences, those ones that get tangled up every day to teach you who you are today.You are me, and I am you. We are us.And with this, I can say: if Santa Claus comes today and changes my perception of Christmas, I could celebrate by your side. But please, let silence catch us in deep gazes, a little tantric sex before bed, dim light, and your kisses caressing my dark Latin skin. Darling, it’s time to say see you in the next piece!May your December be exactly as you have prepared it. I hope you are the light on my little tree! I smile just seeing how you made it this far to know me more deeply.Happiness to all and a Prosperous New Year!
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