Emiliano Mancilla

Biden ascended, the pandemic has not ended and I’m just sitting on my couch listening some AC/DC. Whole Lotta Rosie, what masterpiece, the profound story about how Bon Scott banged this colossal Tasmanian woman. 6’2 and anywhere from 21 stone. 

If I remember correctly, Malcom said in an interview that they were starving and had no money when Rosie appeared, thanks to Bon’s feat, she cooked them some food, which makes the story even more legendary, giving it a survival touch. 

 And in times like these, finding me with no worries about food deficit inside the freezer, but a surplus of yearnings about a new adventure, I can visualize inside the movie theater of my mind some memories about all the times I said no, the stories I could have lived, and my journey begins wishing to travel in time just to change that word. 

My brain starts machinating and the product of all the “could have beens” are just hilarious, I can´t stop smiling, having a quick laugh every 14 seconds. 

I’m not gonna lie, I’m picky, sometimes it can be beneficial, sometimes it can be harmful, the important thing I am realizing, is to notice when it’s because of fear and when it’s because of negative knowledge, disconfirmation ( What is wrong, what does not work). 

Anyway, fuck everything I just said, I want my Rosie and I want her now.