KT Tunstall y el 2010 / KT Tunstall and 2010

To start this entry... I'd like to give thanks... to whoever might listen, for the full life I have.

I think it's time to put myself away
Seek out a little silence
Close the doors and sit a while
And walk a little

And as I put my words away
The flow slows
See this penny in the stream
Pickin? it up is easy

Follow the shape of it
Jump in
Swallow it whole
Jump in

Even though I know my way around
Possibly there's something that I found
Holdin? on for findin' solid ground
Someday soon, someday soon

Gonna turn myself into the grass
And I'll grow
Take this space above my head
And live a little, little

Gonna wear my feathered headdress
Like an Indian chief
Gonna stretch out both my arms
I'm gonna test the temperature

Follow the taste of it
Jump in
Swallow it whole
Jump in

Even though I know my way around
Possibly there's something new I found
Holdin? on for findin' solid ground
Oh, oh, oh

Even though I know my way around
Possibly there's something new I found
Holdin? on for findin' solid ground
Someday soon, someday soon

Maybe walk a little
Someday soon



" ...new plans, new goals, new challenges, new friendships, new discoveries, new ideas, new paths, new me, new Guatemala, new ways of seeing life..."

Some of the thoughts that are in my head: The apartment that is being furnished little by little with lamps of ways of thinking, lessons' wallpaper, a board with ideas, quilting lies, and truths to protect me (and maybe to hurt me). And of course, pictures of friends, memories on canvass, and voices made melodies that jam in the radio. My space, my little house, my mind, from where I create all these crazy comparisons.

This year... my limits will expand, I'll go after my dreams like I haven't done before, my hunger, my will, my impetuosity, my perseverance, those I'll give good use to. The year of golden goals, and of achieved dreams.

A book, one school, a forum, some travel, a few pounds, some songs!, An occasional painting ... and hugs lived on my own skin are on the list of things to see, do, come and have.

With fear, joy, love, and effort.

Living.

2thousand10. Two thousand ten. 2010. Twenty ten. For me, a blank canvas ... I'll get my brushes.

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Para comenzar esta entrada... quisiera dar gracias... a quien sea que oiga, por la vida llena que tengo.

"...nuevos planes, nuevas metas, nuevos retos, nuevas amistades, nuevos descubrimientos, nuevas ideas, nuevos rumbos, nuevo yo, nueva Guatemala, nuevas formas de ver la vida..."

Algunos de los pensamientos que acomodan mi cabeza: El apartamento donde se va amueblando poco a poco con lamparas de formas de pensar, papel tapiz de lecciones, un pizarron de ideas, mentiras para acolcharme, y verdades para protegerme (y quizas lastimarme). Y claro, fotos de amigos, recuerdos hechos pintura, y voces vueltas melodías que suenan en la radio. Mi espacio, mi casita, mi mente, de donde creo todas estas locas comparaciones.

Este año... se expandiran mis limites, ire tras mis sueños como nunca lo he hecho, mi hambre, mis ganas, mi impetu, mi perseverancia las pondré a buen uso. El año de las metas doradas, y los sueños alcanzados.

Un libro, una universidad, un foro, algunos viajes, unas libritas, unas canciones!, una que otra pintura... y los abrazos vividos en carne propia estan en esa lista de cosas por ver, hacer, entrar, y tener.

Con miedo, alegría, amor, y esfuerzo.

Viviendo.

2mil10. Dos mil diez. 2010. Veinte diez. Para mí, un lienzo en blanco... voy por los
pinceles.