A terrible cold and a back injury have ruined my weekend. The high temperatures with the thermometer reaching 39º didn't help my terrible mood. It seems it's going to rain on tuesday, and i wonder what happened to summer as i knew it... To complete all my misery i think my ipod is dead and i'm so pissed that i think it's better to stop writing, otherwise i might say something i'll regret later.
Pois. Já devia ter vindo há mais tempo... Demasiada expectativa dá nisto: um misto entre esperava mais e ainda bem que fui. Para a próxima tenho que ficar num lugar decente, o som lateral fez-me sentir do lado de fora do aquário. Quando voltar, e vai voltar de certeza, espero que toque esta.
When you get the time Sit down and write me a letter When you're feeling better Drop me a line I wanna know how it all works out I had a feeling we were fading out I didn't know that people faded out so fast And that people faded out When there was love enough left to fix it
This music has been in my head all day long. It pictures very well the way people try to mold others to their image (although everyone knows that's an impossible thing to do, because noone really changes) and when that doesn't work, just leave. I don't really like the video, so i suggest that you just listen to this song without looking at the screen...
Growing up put me really far away from all the familiar places, things and people. In all these years, i never stopped to think about it, but the last time i went there, the way home had changed, and i literally got lost in a Twilight Zone kind of thing. Fuck. That was the only word that came into my head, while i was trying to get back on the right way. I almost felt like sleeping beauty, immersed in a deep sleep for years, waking up to a completely new reality. Somehow i felt it like a little punishment for being away for so long. But still, nothing feels as good as going home knowing that you will be there waiting for me.
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