A few hours ago I was at the beach, waiting patiently on the hammock for the light to rush back into my home. Lucky me, I had my touchpad and could, after all my failed attempts, read a few pages in the Kindle app. It was then when I heard a special song. Although I had never liked it before (mainly cause I don’t like how it sounds), its lyrics stroke my head. This song expressed some kind of weird stuff regarding being alone. “No, you are not alone. Cause everybody’s out there on their own”. So I decided that I was going to walk towards my Bose and check the song’s name.
Major disappointment.
It was not a fancy name or a super powerful message-transducer (we get complicated huh?) title, it was a simple “You are not alone”. If you guys recall my last entry, I thought that we are all alone, and now, some guy just come and sing into my house that I am wrong.
I really thought of writing a dramatic entry on it but I think that it doesn’t deserve it. Today’s focus should be Mr. Nando.
For all of you who read this, Mr. Nando is a special guy. If I had to define him in one word, I wouldn’t. *smiles* Mr. Nando (I like how it sounds) is a clever and wise guy. He is not fat, perhaps he falls under the skinny category, but then, I haven’t seen his so-called biceps so I can’t really tell if he is a skinny-skinny guy, or just a skinny guy. I do know, though, he wears a “not-his-own” beard and a mustache. Now, don’t be fooled by my words, in hindsight, those strands of hair are his, but most likely, someone, or something (like the sink), will make better use of them when he shaves.
Most of this writing has no sense at all, but I have great joy in it, since, mainly, it is to celebrate my joy of finding a truly reliable, smart, interesting, [place a good characteristic here]… guy, that I may call him “friend” if he allows me.
And since I want you guys to know him close, I will post a picture of him. Please be prepared to see what your eyes can see.
