Y ahora que?

Enfermo y sin ilusión es una estúpida manera de vivir. Hay ocasiones en que los caminos tomados son fatalmente equivocados y sin embargo la opción de hacerse a un lado no es la mejor.
Hay situaciones que ya no se pueden remediar y tendré que vivir con esto toda la vida, pero el problema y la disyuntiva radican en saber hacia donde ir.

Tom Waits-2:19

I lost everything I had in the '29 flood The barn was buried 'neath a mile of mud Now I've got nothing but the whistle and the steam My baby's leaving town on the 2:19
I said, hey, hey, I don't know what to doI will remember you Hey, hey, I don't know what to do My baby's leaving town on the 2:19
Now there's a fellow that's preaching 'bout hell and damnation Bouncing off the walls of the Grand Central StationI treated her bad, I treated her mean Baby's leaving town on the 2:19
I said, hey, hey, I will remember you Hey, hey, I don't know what to doHey, I don't know what to do My baby's leaving town on the 2:19
Now I've always been puzzled by the yin and the yang It'll come out in the wash, but it always leaves a sHey, hey, I don't know what to doHey, hey, I will remember youHey, hey, I will remember youMy baby's leaving town on the 2:19tain Sturm and Drang, the luster and the
sheen My baby's leaving town on the -
Lost the baby with the water, and the preacher stole the brideSent her out for a bottle, but when she came back inside She didn't have my whiskey, didn't have my gin With a hat full of feathers and a wicked grin
I said, hey, hey, I will remember you Yeah baby, I will remember you My baby's leaving town on the 2:19
On the train you get smaller, as you get farther away The roar covers everything you wanted to say Was that a raindrop or a tear in your eye? Were you drying your nails or waving goodbye?
I will remember youI don't know what to do, baby