Despite the fact that the year has lasted a long time, at least we have slaughtered this thirteen. It's no small thing. However, I bet there will be many opinions about the year that has just passed between us, because there are a thousand different ways in the world. Beautiful or ugly, what eyes have been seen and each one will know in everything and believe in their beliefs, how it has been the pot of last year when burning time.

Among the best things of the people, our elders referred to the noise of the fountains and to the bell of the people. Thirdly, they spoke of the parish priest, but of the former parish priest. There are those who think the same thing happens with the authorities and with the years: the best have always gone (and forever). The authorities don't, the orders change, and it's hard for us to learn to walk cautiously in the old passersby until recently. There is no need for better teachers...

The sixth year since the crisis was officially crisis, it has not been water or soup for some, and the lucky ones are many, in our neighborhood and in our country, condemned to live (or) hunger and fatigue itself.

For other pests of our time (cancer, alzheimer's... ) asks each of his gods to discover the cure this year, people who have not yet been tired of praying. But you also have to keep in mind that hunger doesn't kill anyone in the world -- it doesn't kill people.

In spite of the fame of the peace of the famous, there will be those who will pray for the woman of the lawyer for next year: Lord, give strength to no and yes! In that we are very skilled the Basques: if the highway is not trenbYdea, if the trash is not Igeldo, as long as we are in the form of a dispute, the reward becomes wounds and wounds become rewards.

Newspaper crying, they say it's a necessity like bread, but here laughter is much more than when than crying. When you arrive at the door of number 14, you have to bear in mind that what is left for tomorrow is approaching later, and what is closest to me is resignation. To make efforts, there is always what to do, but we must not despair of doing what is in our hands, because what has been done has nothing to do.

The world is changing and it is useless to give life by repeating the mantras of the ideologies of yesteryear, claiming that even on the immobile clock it marks well on both occasions a day. By taking denial as a law, it's better to keep going forever, or at least try.
Laughing at evil and resembling good would suffice, but today it is not easy to distinguish between evil and good. In any case, it is better to get it wrong from time to time because of the beam play: if it is wrong, the joint; if it is right, the asador; if it is wide, the paddle. Jo, giving it all!

In the heart, therefore, through the gap of time, thirteen, and last year, repentance and the ghost of inaction. The news comes to us with great pride, fourteen times more, but we may have only four promised nuts. The only thing I would ask the fourteen is that a number of useless things should not get fatter before the world (that is, that wood should not be in the woods, useless during the day as the moon, the rain at sea and the breasts of men).

Or yes. Who knows if the things we have just mentioned are really useless? And above all, who knows if there is something more necessary than the things that are supposed to be useless?

In spite of everything, since day fourteen half is always seven, both this year and within a year.