FasTFatum

She always takes the Blue Line (to Hillsboro).
She is a good student.
She studies Urban Studies and Planning.
Her father died when she was very little baby.
She was born in Connecticut.
She always hated this land.
Her best girl friend, Lulu, was a black little girl, coming from Charlotte, North Carolina. From the cotton land.

She was get used to fall in love.
But since her little tiny sweet heart dissapeared, this adventurour, brave and weird boy, she never felt anything like she did before.

Now she is in the night train going home.
It's 5:35 pm.

And she is not lost yet.
Her mind and heart
are already alive.

She will dream tonight
with the cotton lands.

Elurra eta kotoiaren zuritasunarekin, egingo du amets, bateraturik.
Bere ohea gaur ez da lursail zabal bat izanen soilik.
Begiak, itxi max night train-aren tunelean sartzen sentitzen du bere gorputza. Eta konturatu gabe, begiak itxiko zaizkio, gauean kotoiezko tunel horren barrura bere ametsak esnatzen hasiko diren arte.

Goodnite.

Never alone, in Your Blue Room.
Badakizue, ametsak, ferietako kotoizko sugar zaporedun  horietako bat jatea bezalakoa direla?
Bere, Lulu lagunminarekin akordatzen da. Behin Hillsboro auzunera iritsi eta bere logela urdinean barneratzen denean.
(Iphone-an, Brian Eno esperimentalak, irlandar U2 laukotearekin egin zuen Passengers album benetan bidai galaktiko horretako kantu hipnotikoa.)

Inoiz bakarrik ez, Zure Logela Urdinean.
Nere Logela Urdinean, one day I´ll be back.
I hope I will remenber what I had.
Nothing I can do right now anyway.
Never alone.
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ftf.