Episode 23

Something vibrates.

I blink to get used to the light. A very slight flare enters through one of the bare edges of the window of the room where I have two nights in a row sleeping.

"What have you become, Julio?"

After the infidelity, I became a spoil of life who did not want to leave her room, until Rosa got tired and forced me to go out to strain my own coffee.

Who can live without coffee? Only those who have not tried its delicious flavor and felt its aroma when entering through the nose and reaching the heart.

Yes, stopping taking my coffee to bed was a very sensible and Machiavellian decision on Rosa's part.

I shaved off a terrorist “ type beard that reached almost to my feet.

After two large cups of coffee, she smiled at me and said:

 “ No one can destroy you so much that you don't want to go on living. And upstairs, with the darkness and the closed windows, you don't live. It is not good to s