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Yo quisiera poder aplacar una fiera terrible
Yo quisiera poder transformar tanta cosa imposible
Yo quisiera decir tantas cosas que pudieran hacerme sentir bien conmigo
Yo quisiera poder abrazar mi mayor enemigo
Yo quisiera no ver tantas nubes oscuras arriba
Navegar sin encontrar tantas manchas de aceite en los mares
Y ballenas desapareciendo por falta de escrúpulos comerciales
Yo quisiera ser civilizado como los animales
Lyric excerpts from Musixmatch.
This is a story from my young childhood; I was about five or six years old. My family rode in my dad’s Chevy Nova into San Juan. It was night and the sky was dark except for the streetlights. I forget precisely where we went, but we ate oranges in the car as we drove there. As I finished mine, I rolled down the window and tossed the remains into the freeway.
I won’t tell you that I’m proud of it nor that this is an excuse, but it’s something that many people did in Puerto Rico. The freeway offramps were covered with litter. This ranged from napkins to paper cups, but what was probably the worst were cigarette butts. No one seemed content to wait to get home to unload their waste; the world was your wastebasket.
There’s a tradition at Microsoft. Upon your work anniversary you bring a pound of m&m’s to work for each year of service. Yes, you read that right. That’s one pound for first anniversary, two pounds for your second anniversary, etc. Initially, I didn’t participate in this tradition for my first few years at the company. In fact, I subsequently started to do this on my 18-year anniversary. That year, another teammate celebrated his own 18-year anniversary at that time and there were 36 pounds of candy in that hallway. It was epic.