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Sorry, no coffee left. To say the truth... I never drink coffee.
I like tea, if you don't mind. Tea... and calm.
Don't I look familiar to you?
Hello, Juan.
Norm has not yet returned, apparently.
Remember, you argued with Norm 'cause his mother wanted to see the house.
You don't want that to happen until you've ordered this chaos.
I was very sad these days.
I couldn't feel me satisfied with anything than I do.
Do you want to know how I feel?
Throw a toad in the middle of the street and ask it to crosses the avenue.
Smash!
And I can't get that voices out of my head!
SIN EMBARGO AYER (HOWEVER YESTERDAY)
What is wrong?
Do you love me? Norma, what a *** is wrong with you?
Do you like me?
Do you love me?
Then... don't yell!
It seems like I talk with myself!
It's like we're in different dimensions.
Don't yell to me! Never again!
The white candle will be burn before the black one.
She will love me when I look like this?
Norma dies.
You are lying!
In my present, she's dead.
And I can't go on by my own.
We meet her an October's afternoon. Do you remember?
She was crossing the street, waving her hair, unconcerned.
Answer the phone, please.
I call to let you know that I forgot my keys.
Where are you? Are you okay?
Yes, I will not spend the night there anyway, so, you can lock the door.
- Well, I'll leave. Talk to you tomorrow. - Wait! Hold on!
Don't yell... I've had enough of this for today.
Today I had a visit.
It made me think about everything we discussed, and...
...And?
And... what's that smell?
It's... my coffee. How you...?
It's your perfume. It's the graze of the steam that isn't obtained beyond the kiss.
It's drink it.
Forgive me, Norma, for all the times.
This distance doesn't make sense.
I'm going to make dinner... Will you join me?
I will be there, ten o' clock.
I did it again. I let it cool.
Then I remembered... I wanted to drink it.
It was cold. But I drank it anyway.
I enjoyed the act of drinking it.
But in this container... there is nothing.
It's always like that.
The life is always like that.
Enough!
You don't stop croaking!
I'll start to enjoy what I have, and I will start now!
Every night, I'll give her all the love she needs.
We'll have for dinner, something delicious.
And we'll be happy.
We will be causality. Everything will be cyclical.
Because the hapiness is cyclical.
So do death.
She's a consequence of everything?
Or everything is causality?
Everything is circular.
I want to know how it went yesterday.
Excellent!
Don't confuse the frog with the toad. It's a common mistake.
Again! The voices in my head!
I WANT SILENCE!
I'm outta here!
Wait!
Still have not told me at what moment...
...at what point in the timeline, Death will make fun of me.
When will it come to take her away?
When will it close the circle?
Drink your tea before it gets cold.