Four seasons in one day

Poco sueño por final de Lengua.
Final de Lengua desaprobado.
Vuelta a casa.
Salida a hacer trámites.
Éxito en los trámites (lo cual no es cosa menor).
Merienda con Miss Silvina.
Charla extensa con la anteriormente mencionada.
Angustiansiedad al escuchar las alternativas que dicha persona me daba para mi coyuntura "amorosa".
Alivio de dicho mal con un par de compras innecesarias... endorfinas del vil metal.
Regreso a casa.
Charla telefónica con Mamá y consecuentes deseos de vivir en Katmandú.
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Y ahora, seamos cliché... esta es la letra de la bella canción que titula este post:

Four seasons in one day (Crowded House)

Four seasons in one day
Lying in the depths of your imagination
Worlds above and worlds below
The sun shines on the black clouds hanging over the domain

Even when youre feeling warm
The temperature could drop away
Like four seasons in one day

Smiling as the shit comes down
You can tell a man from what he has to say
Everything gets turned around
And I will risk my neck again, again

You can take me where you will
Up the creek and through the mill
All the things you cant explain
Four seasons in one day

Blood dries up
Like rain, like rain
Fills my cup
Like four seasons in one day

It doesnt pay to make predictions
Sleeping on an unmade bed
Finding out wherever there is comfort there is pain
Only one step away
Like four seasons in one day

Blood dries up
Like rain, like rain
Fills my cup
Like four seasons in one day