Only after disaster can we be resurrected. It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything. Nothing is static, everything is evolving, everything is falling apart.
—Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club
ALONDRA: I can't take this! The house is a mess, falling apart – there is dust and spiderwebs. I've been neglecting myself and the birds. It's felt like a hassle to have to hear them chirp in the morning or noon when they're hungry or thirsty or hot, and I'm still sleeping and just too sad. I should give them away. I've been neglecting the girls too; haven't made time for activities, and only make cup and noodles soups.
ESTÉFANO: Alondra is not letting me near her, and I am not begging her anymore. I haven't since the night she let me go. Maybe life won't be intolerable without her. Maybe . . . yeah right; who am I kidding? I can't stop thinking about her. Alondra, where are you, how are you? Why can't you forgive me?
JACOB: She's weeping. I hear her say, Estéfano, I need you. I feel sorry for her, but what can I do? I could console her with the sway of my leaves, but is she looking? I can send one of my blossoms on the wind to her feet, but will she stop weeping?
She falls asleep, and I see Estéfano's face in her dream.
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Once Again, I Dreamt of Water
RomanceOnce Again, I Dreamt of Water commences through the all-seeing "eye" of a pensive tree: a Jacaranda whose name happens to be Jacob. This is the peculiar story and diary of Alondra and Estefano in the first half. In the second half, Estefano's lover...
