The Labyrinth Of Hermes
school, I would stick to my computer, thus entering that cyber world where I continued to expand my knowledge and my social friend
ive chat rooms and, turning that computer scenario into a world of literary friendships, we chatted in crowds
ring that reach that we have towards our goals and objectives, was a world in which years later I would spill my feelings and dreams. A world where love becom
e romantic piece. a song that He spoke of emotions, of euphoria and in turn of agon
ng muse on which to
e or romance if my few expe
of an excuse to write. He needed to feel it, expel t
en under her blonde hair. While the teacher dictated his theorems, I drew her face in my notebook to take her with me at all times. However, it seemed as if that attraction was not enough to feel that strength that I was looking for so much inside. I was trying to write verses
boys at the entrance of the school to end the day in the center, sitting in a bar in Harradine. There in its interiors, the o
ter, he uncorked a bottle of soda that we later shared among the entire bar; as well, there was never lacking among us some hungry w
corated the streets around us, and we criticized
t pizzeria whose triviality was our greatest mee
ts later, unload our bad energies in a great game of volleyball in which we all participated. If tiredness became a problem, we would sit in the shade and watch bikini-clad bodies boxing with
r I exclaimed, pointing a finger at him a
mal, which caused me a lot of
I would not have found it very funny. They watched disinterestedly
for me to recognize her. His kinship with his father was truly unmistakable. She was walking with her friends wearing one of those full-length bathing suits, a blue
guised by that swimsuit, did no
ith her friends while I looked
efore James " she's younger than us anyway, I don't think she
would get really o
fact, she has the same older
erve young girls, ignoring their ages
y," I said with some disinterest. And b
e is Leslie ," James answered, sh
ng phrases that were lost alon