Día de agua con ballena

Pasé la tarde en el puerto de Olivos obstruyendo la escollera como una ballena sin prisa. Esto me hace pensar que en realidad quizás las ballenas no se apuren, after all, pero es por las dudas que hayan visto alguna apurada, o en apuros. Mi ballena, o sea yo, no estaba con prisas y se había acomodado cuan larga era (130 cms y poco más) a leer algo, piernas en alto sobre la baranda, mirando hacia la costa (soy re jeavy and re hodida and what´s going on, yo miro para los edificios). Despues de ballena fui chancho porque ni los movimientos minimos para levantar del piso con dignidad aquello que estaba tomando pudieron ser llevados a cabo: totalmente empotrada en la reposera, intercambiando monosilabos (me das un si, te doy un no... algunos lo llaman histeria?) con mi ocasional compañia (no monothematic!). Todo esto de la ballena pancha y el chancho binario made me think, a su vez, that all the situation had to be with water (in this show, the river gathering us with his flowing arms). You know, I hate taking a bath. Well, it´s not that exact: I do hate the obligation. Think for a minute or two (it depends on each one): since our very begining (a while after a great moment for who will become Mum!) we are in water and this contains us; when we start walking and in particular, crashing ourselves into night tables and in general, everything capable of having a corner, our face (and pain, it´s supposed) is rubbed with water; once we are already-grow-up-girls, a glass of water is offered us when we break into tears (people watch too much soups, on my view...). Moreover, water in its presentation as ocen, sea, river, lake, etc. does contribute to keep the weather away from high temperatures. That is to say: water is, by nature, like an aspirine (or a smoking flower?). HOW SOCIETY DARE TO TRANSFORM SUCH AN IMPORTANT MATTER FOR PEOPLE´S TRANQUILITY INTO A BUSSINESS OF CLEANLIESS? En contra de la secularizacion e institucionalizacion de los placeres: Lila.-