Then it's holiday. One wakes up and follows his morning doings unawarely. There comes a moment one can't manage to find tasks-to-do, mostly beacuse it's holiday. As one who too often respects his impetuses he decided to light a cigarette by the window. A few puffs after he started negotiating with some ideas, then a very clear thought came across him.
People live their lives, sometimes completely unaware of the greater mechanics concerning such a process. Still people live their lives. Simply.
One can only live.
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sabia que eu pensei no blog durante a semana? que gostoso perceber que não fui a única. que texto delicado, amore. revisitei o blog todo por conta dele. uma saudade e uma gratidão muito grandes pela existência (póstuma e bem viva) do tyatrynho. te amo.
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