The adventurous life

I´m posting from a locutorio, an Internet shop, in Montevideo, Uruguay. Just spent a week in Buenos Aires. Amazing place ... they seem to have all the necessary for a successful and prosperous country but somehow lurch from catastrophe to catastrophe. I sat on a little plaza here last night, smoking a cigar and watching the passersby. When I was young, I used to have romantic daydreams about scenarios like that, but my fantasies were so fantastic that my bones didn´t ache. How was I to know my bones would ever ache? Even fantasies realized aren´t exactly what we had in mind.