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 The alarm clock rang and his eyelids began to slowly untie the strings of sleep to open up to the light of reality. He slid the curtains, opened the window and the refreshing air of the newly released morning cleared his spirits, erasing her desire to go back to bed.

He held back not to yell at the horizon (or maybe he did), adorned his face with a wide smile while in his mind the mantra was repeated, over and over again: “This time yes, today is the day!».

Shower, breakfast, tie, briefcase and iPod and left home with the impetus of the one who will miss a train or who goes to meet the love of his life; with the rhythm of I can't get no satisfaction in his ears.

This time yes, today is the day!- Line 7 to Plaza Central and then transfer to Siete Cruces, to walk to Gran Vía, number 127, office 4B.

I was climbing up the elevator when that tickling came along my back before all the important moments. He rehearsed the greeting in the reflection of the metal door and adjusted his tie, which at times became narrower around his neck. - This time yes, today is the day!- and went on to sit and wait to be called.

Eleven minutes in which he took a look at the road and the circumstances that had led him to be in front of that door: his university stage, his projects and jobs, his travels, the failures he learned and the successes that strengthened his confidence, the search for a job opportunity and finally, there he was there. So they said his name.

The door opened slowly and dragged his tired feet inside, hung the key, left the briefcase on the table and dropped on the couch. His head went over every question, every word and tried to analyze what would have gone wrong.

Already wrapped by the sheets, he closed his eyes and visualized what the next day would be like, let a smile escape again and thought “this time yes, tomorrow will be the day!».

Source: https://www.comodicelacancion.com/esta-vez-si/
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Yes today!

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