Me apetece contar muchas cosas. Me apetece dejarme llevar por el viento, cerrar los ojos, tumbarme boca arriba en el mar y usar las olas de colchón. Dormir un rato, sin pensar en mañana. Soñar. Volver a tener sueños raros, sueños que me causen sensaciones extrañas, inexplicables. Me gustaría recuperar algunas cosas que ya no tengo. Acariciar algunas pieles que hace tiempo que no veo y... vuelvo a sentir la necesidad de besar labios que hace mucho que no rozo con los míos. Me gustaría que esto último fuera recíproco.
A pesar de todo... la casualidad me ha regalado una sorpresa.

Gracias a todos por vuestros cariñitos ayer.
Besos.

Baby's good to me, you know
she's happy as can be, you know,
she said so.
I'm in love with her and I feel fine.
Baby's says she's mine, you know,
she tells me all the time, you know,
she said so.
I'm in love with her and I feel fine.

I'm so glad that she's my little girl,
she's so glad, she's telling all the world.

That her baby buys her things, you know,
he buys her diamond rings, you know,
she said so.
She's in love with me and I feel fine.

Baby says she's mine, you know,
she tells me all the time, you know,
she said so.
I'm in love with her and I feel fine.

I'm so glad that she's my little girl,
she's so glad, she's telling all the world.

That her baby buys her things, you know,
he buys her diamond rings, you know,
she said so.
She's in love with me and I feel fine
She's in love with me and I feel fine
She's in love with me and I feel fine.

(I Feel Fine – The Beatles)