Soledad / Salvador Dali I can barely watch TV. Or rather, almost can not stand television.
So I dedicate it to see television shows or movies when I have time.
The other evening while I was taking a coffee and some time to return to Male with the class of the unit, turned on the ubiquitous pileup and brought a kind of story they did on the ETB on the shortage of apartments.
Interviewed by a lady came out from time to time some trying to sell your property, and even a disturbing woman who wanted a tenant.
But what caught my attention was the intervention of a mature lady interspersed selling a cottage with its annex for rural tourism.
The house was enormous, with real estate. No expensive luxury items that had them, but the luxury of living well.
Details, distribution, the shape of the rooms, all in order was a reflection of someone who knew what was good and wanted to have it. She was opening
rooms, closets, rooms where he had left his existence for over thirty years, and was showing the qualities of the product. The carefully enunciated, in precise words, with apparent calmness, but the tone of voice was that of someone who at any moment will break to mourn.
I kept watching, listening attentively, until I concluded that no, he would not mourn because I had cried all.
was the sound that it had been forever, a plaintive, something broke, down forever.
were interspersed other offers, other lives, and it reappeared at the end of this idyllic landscape, the house beautiful and elegant figure of the woman in the background.
Her voice was brittle and had a great place to live, where they had raised their children, and that the business opportunity he did, if anything, more attractive.
The interviewer, I guess with the same morbid curiosity that I had asked him the reason to sell, and she said losing his sight "has been a separation and now I can not take care of the house, I have to think of me" .
At fifty, and many would think about it.
never too late, really, but I guess that is going to be hard.
I speak from experience.
is good to remember the Devil's Dictionary Bierce in these cases. Selfish
, s. Person of bad taste, more interested in himself than in me.
Selfish, adj. Without consideration for the selfishness of others.
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