2020

I'm so tired of failure.

The amount of work at this moment is not that high but even so.. I'm not managing well.

There will never be enough days of vacation...

Breath

The days I appreciate my job even more.

Teaching can be really therapeutic.
I'm forced to forget everything and concentrate on what I'm saying.
No matter how sad or stressed I am.

Maybe next time

I should be flying to NYC right now.
About one month ago I planned a quick scape to watch "Sunday in the park with George" and spend a few days in the city visiting what I didn't had the chance last September.
I even bought a ticket for tomorrow night... And God knows I need a break after these two last weeks...
Maybe next time.

Every once and awhile I gotta remember myself of this song, its message, sound...

All the thoughts,... You never see,... You're always thinking,...
Brain is wired,... Brain is deep,... Oh are you sinking?,...
Feel the path of every day,... Which road you taking?,...
Breathing hard,...  Making hay,... Yeah this is living,...

Look for love & evidence,... That you're worth keeping,...

Swallowed whole in negatives,... It's so sad & sickening,...

Feel the air up above,... A pool of blue sky,...
Fill the air up with love,... Oh Black w/starlight,...

Feel the sky blanket you,... With gems & rhinestones,...
See the path cut by the moon,... For you to walk on,...
For you to walk on,...

Nothing left,... Nothing left,...
Nothing there,... Nothing left,...

See the path cut by the moon,... For you to walk on,...
See the waves on distant shores,... Awaiting your arrival,...

Dream the dreams of other men,... You'll be no ones rival,...
Dream the dreams of others then,... You will be no ones rival,...
You will be no ones rival,...

A distant time,... A distant space,... That's where we're living.,..
A distant time,... A distant place,... So what you giving?,...
What you giving?

(music and words by Pearl Jam)

Hey, Saint Patrick

I'm not gonna complain anymore.
We're cool, bro.
:)

"Until there's nothing but sky"

And when the woman that you wanted goes

You can say to yourself, well, I give what I give

But the woman who won't wait for you knows

That however you live

There's a part of you always standing by

Mapping out the sky...

Will this musical be released as an album?

Save that line

A arte de tornar invisível o que existe.

Here I go

I have not finish all the tasks I had before the trip and the guilt is hitting hard, but I managed to overcome something really important that was worrying me for quite a while, so I gonna be happy for that.
Now let's just follow the mantra:
Live the present. Have fun. Be happy.

PS: America please be nice with me :)

Long night

From Post Secret

If it was that simple, I would have already finished.

Believe me.

From here

In the solitude of creativity

I've never smoked in my life, but I must confess: when I'm writing, there are moments I feel a intense desire for a cigarette. My first supervisor used to say cigarettes were a great companion, since we spend long hours alone with our thoughts. 
Also I've had many dreams about smoking. The craziest thing is, when I have these dreams, it feels extremely natural to me.  
It's definitely something I could never start. I would be lost at the very first one

At least it's raining, I feel like writing when it rains.

Dear Saint Patrick

Four years ago, thanks to you, I got in.
I didn't and I won't forget it.
No matter how hard it have been, I'm still very thankful.
I hope the results will worth all the trouble.
Please, bless me one more time.

Perspectives (once more by PHD Comics)

It should be that easy!

Resolutions for 2015

1. Finish this fucking PHD (for heaven's sake!!!)
2. Lose weight / eat healthier / exercise a little 
3. Watch more films (new ones not just the same crap I like over and over. And stop being so coward to watch sad dramas and political stuff just because of the post film depression)
4. Read more
5. Complain less 

This is incredible

It is EXACTLY like this. RIGHT NOW.

RIP Robin Williams

 

This character has always been an inspiration and Dead Poets Society is definitely my favorite movie with Robin Williams.
I'm truly sad about his death and hope he's now in peace.
But it's incredibly sad. 

A place called home

For the first time I wonder if there's really a place for me in this world or if I've got here by mistake.
I've spent most of my 34 years wanting to be somewhere else. And now even when I decide to calm down, life keeps changing the plan for me.
Will this next step finally be home?

Thirty-four. I can't believe I still don't have a kid. But sometimes I think is for the best. At least Today it seems a good thing. For the kid.