Posy.

«Posy»

So, by accident, i just found a blog that makes me feel head over heels for it.

I would say that her life and her pictures beautifully represent a kind of life that everyone dreams about. At least, it is what i see myself doing! :)

I love the fact that she keeps recording everything of her daily life in photos, including her handmade jobs, pics of her family, her job (as a school teacher), some facts of her past, her childhood and so on.

It is truly nice to read it when you want new and good ideas for your life!

People.

"I don´t believe in human soul. I never have. I believe that people are like portmanteux - packed with certain things, started going, thrown about, tossed away, dumped down, lost and found, half emptied suddenly, or squeezed fatter than ever, until finally the Ultimate Porter swings them on to the Ultimate Train and away they rattle..."

Je Ne Parle Pas Français - Katherine Mansfield, in Bliss and other stories, 1920.

Falling.

The cold is finally getting here together with the high and strong winds of November.

Although i find this very fascinating, i can´t wait to see my dears in my hometown again.

But at the same time i am so nervous. I don´t know what i can expect, because it´s the first time i´ve been so long away from home. I wish i could have more time there to divide myself to everybody, but i am afraid it´s not gonna be possible.

The one that i really want to be with is my beloved 14-year-old cat, who is actually very sick...this makes me very sad, because she´s like my own skin, a part of me.

Until there, in fifteen days, i will try to enjoy my friends here as much as i can, because i´m coming back only in January and stay here for another long time.

I do feel.

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...old and cold today.

I´d rather fly.

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When I have a bad day, all i can think is me and a very nice song and a beautiful place to forget my misfortunes.

The place i chose is this one on the picture, which is, by the way, outstanding.

This place makes me feel better, because it´s rainy, lonely, silent and cold. It gives me a peace of mind.

This is a piece of the Douro river and i´m lucky enough to have it at just 3 minutes from where i live.

Now, this is the song which matches my mood and this view:

The Crystal Ship, The Doors

Before you slip into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss
Another kiss

The days are bright and filled with pain
Enclose me in your gentle rain
The time you ran was too insane
We'll meet again
We'll meet again

Oh tell me where your freedom lies
The streets are fields that never die
Deliver me from reasons why
You'd rather cry
I'd rather fly

The crystal ship is being filled
A thousand girls, a thousand thrills
A million ways to spend your time
When we get back
I'll drop a line