Important message from the author: this post is in memory of all the fingers accidentally killed in the corners of the tables, of the beds, of the doors, trodden without humanity under pointed heels and boots of work heavier than a cooked Madrid for breakfast , and especially for you: my dear little pinkie, that you never left me alone and lost your joy and innocence so typical of a young finger and so eager to live ... that distant day on the island with personality disturbances.
I've been about to lose my pinky forever ... It was a matter of a second: we had just entered the temple grounds Ulu Watu, in Bali. It was early and we were the first ... the parking lot was completely empty.
The situation was very good: 6 free and peaceful car parks ... and only one that seemed to shout "away from here!" with a block of malignant cement on his left side.
Rober studies the scene which economist of success and without any doubt goes to occupy the piece of asphalt that he liked most.
An easy choice ... or not?
Have you guessed which one he chose? Already son already, I also begin to wonder if my boyfriend tries to kill me, sometimes ... but what are we going to do!
Best of all, I had not seen the cement block (or so the scoundrel says) until my scream scared all the monkeys who were watching the scene and saw my poor finger that gradually left its "Letizian" appearance and It began to look more like a flintstone, bigfoot or frodo finger (no hairs eh!) That do-looor !!
This is the only shoe that would have been good for me then ...
At first I feared the worst: I thought my finger was going to kill myself ... the blow was very strong, but the psychological impact of seeing that in life everything can change from one moment to another was what affected him the most. If before your concern was "What enamel do I wear today?" Now he was beginning to wonder "What is the meaning of this life?" Luckily he found his spiritual guide and thanks to him and the care and relaxing sessions he got well ... and everyone was happy and ate partridges!
The spiritual finger-guru to heal the soul
And spa sessions to take care of the body
And he never again rode a motorcycle with Rober. Lie!!
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