El día menos pensado y en el lugar menos indicado.

Probablemente mañana, o pasado mañana, coincidamos en alguna parte. Y no nos percataremos de nuestra existencia mutua; seguiremos nuestro camino como si nada de esto hubiera pasado. Al fin y al cabo nuestra vida se compone de momentos en los que no pasa nada, rodeados de gente que no significa nada para nosotros, incómodos o extrañados por la presencia de lo ajeno a tan sólo un palmo de nuestras narices. ¿Cuándo ha sido la última vez que has mirado a un desconocido y ese desconocido te ha devuelto la mirada?

Rufus Wainwright
Oh, what a world

Men reading fashion magazines
Oh what a world
It seems we live in
Straight man
Oh what a world
We live in
Why am I always on a plane or a fast train
Oh what a world my parents gave me
Always
Travelin' but not in love
Still I think I'm doin' fine
Wouldn't it be a lovely headline
Life is
Beautiful on a New York Times
Men reading fashion magazines
Oh what a world
It seems we live in
Straight man
Oh what a world
We live in
Why am I always on a plane or a fast train
Oh what a world my parents gave me
Always
Travelin' but not in love
Still I think I'm doin' fine
Wouldn't it be a lovely headline
Life is
Beautiful on a New York Times
Oh what a world
We live in
Why am I always on a plane or a fast train
Oh what a world my parents gave me
Always
Travelin' but not in love
Still I think I'm doin' fine
Wouldn't it be a lovely headline
Life is
Beautiful