Donde Las Chicos?
I can still laugh at it.
I can still understand the insatiable desire for it.
It does not give me value, no matter how many wish to give it to me.
At some moment, it just stopped, it gave up on me.
I don’t mourn it’s departure. I’m quite relieved by its sudden absence of pressure.
I’m bothered by what it may allude to, but it, I miss not.
I suppose it is another sign that it is over.
All of it? Or just for Me?