silly little things

I was thinking a lot these days - a lot about a bunch of things. And certain words seem to be materializing in front of me - just the way I want to see or interpret them. Isn’t it strange when what you are feeling suddenly appears everywhere around you, reminding you of big life lessons and that in the end everything will be ok. I wish it was right this time. That these little hints, little cosmic signs could actually be true. And then you happen upon a simple song, a simple video, that just explains to you in small yet big words that life matters, that all your silliness isn’t so, that life is worrying, loving, losing, eating, dancing, suffering, judging, moaning, but most of all, living. So that’s the new chapter I’m embracing: living life. with gusto. Let’s try this. I’ll keep you posted, whoever you are, out there, reading my silly little things.


there are days when you just feel like screaming. today is one of them.


marcela

marcela marmela e martela na bela idéia de um mundo só dela. diz só balela, por vezes apela. sonha e sonha, aos outros não dá trela, abre sua janela, pega da mãe a magrela, vai-se só ela. só ela e ela e mais aquela, cheiro de canela, conquistar o mundo, que é só dela, da bela e faceira, marcela.


under pressure

En faite, il n’y a personne qui soit 100% bonne ou mal. Mais il y a des gens très difficile de supporter. Et encore pendant 4 ans……c’est presque imposible!