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It is a miracle, indeed...

It is a miracle if you can find true friends, and it is a miracle if you have enough food to eat, and it is a miracle if you get to spend your days and evenings doing whatever it is you like to do, and the holiday season—like all the other seasons—is a good time not only to tell stories of miracles, but to think about the miracles in your own life, and to be grateful for them. - Lemony Snicket, The Lump of Coal

Amanhã tenho que acordar...

É engraçado... O tempo passa, as coisas mudam, eu mudo... Mas ainda apareces. Não é sempre, felizmente. Mas ainda apareces. Passei todo o dia a viver sem viver. A falar, reagir, agir... sem me sentir eu mesma. E tudo por causa de um sonho. Porque podes não aparecer aqui na rua, posso já não te ver em cada canto desta cidade, mas há sempre alguma coisa, não é? Engraçado como um sonho consegue mudar tudo, por um dia que seja. Por um dia, voltaste a existir. E isso muda quem eu sou. Muda mesmo. Tudo. Só por um dia. Amanhã vou acordar.

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Missing...

I always feel like I’m struggling to become someone else. Like I’m trying to find a new place, grab hold of a new life, a new personality. I guess it’s part of growing up, yet it’s also an attempt to reinvent myself. By becoming a different me, I could free myself of everything. I seriously believed I could escape myself- as long as I made the effort. But I always hit a dead end. No matter where I go, I still end up me. What’s missing never changes. The scenery may change, but I’m still the same old incomplete person. The same missing elements torture me with a hunger that I can never satisfy. I guess that lack itself is as close as I’ll come to define myself. - Haruki Murakami

Esperemos que dure

Progresso. Finalmente, após semanas e semanas de correria e níveis de desespero fora do normal, um momento para respirar. Um momento para me lembrar de onde estou e, acima de tudo, porqué é que estou. Hoje, voltei a gostar do que estou a fazer. Esperemos que dure.

"Do things..."

Take wrong turns. Talk to strangers. Open unmarked doors. And if you see a group of people in a field, go find out what they are doing. Do things without always knowing how they’ll turn out. You’re curious and smart and bored, and all you see is the choice between working hard and slacking off. There are so many adventures that you miss because you’re waiting to think of a plan. To find them, look for tiny interesting choices. And remember that you are always making up the future as you go. - Randall Munroe