No estoy ahorita! solo existe este maltido dolor de pecho... You know how sometimes you need to undergo painful experiences in order to remember you are alive? Maybe a heartbrake, a lack of company, a stab in the back, a rainy day or simply not having your mom right next to you to tell her you love her... You know, that need to reafirm your own existence?? Well, that's not happening to me right now; that's not what I need in my life right now. I've had my rainy days and enough reality slaps already.