Para mejor comprensión, esta entrada se escribió en noviembre pasado.
Antes de que se nos vaya el mes, no dejemos de recordar que ahora ya podemos bañarnos -casi- cualquier día de noviembre. Y esto, de acuerdo con los recientes cánones de la modernidad, es una magnífica noticia. Pá echarse a dormir y no despertarse, vamos. Unos visionarios los del servicio postal, qué capacidad onírica. Os dejo el enlace para quienes no conozcáis el tema.
Sleeping in
Last week I had the strangest dream
Where everything was exactly how it seemed
Where there never any mystery on who shot John F. Kennedy
It was just a man with something to prove
Slightly bored and severely confused
He steadied his rifle with his target in the center
And became famous on that day in November
Don´t wake me I plan on sleeping
Don´t wake me I plan on sleeping in
Don´t wake me I plan on sleeping
Don´t wake me I plan on sleeping in
And then last night I had that strange dream
Where everything was exactly how it seemed
Where concerns about the world getting warmer
The people thought they were just being rewarded
For treating others as they like to be treated
For obeying stop signs and curing diseases
For mailing letters with the address of the sender
Now we can swim any day in November
Don´t wake me I plan on sleeping
(now we can swim any day in November)
Don´t wake me I plan on sleeping in
Don´t wake me I plan on sleeping
Don´t wake me I plan on sleeping in
Don´t wake me i plan on sleeping in
Don´t wake me i plan on sleeping
The Postal Service
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