27.7.14

28 jul 2014

Dear July,

You're almost over and I still don't know what to do you with you. It's scary, you know? To have a whole month to yourself, to anything you want to do. And that's the thing, I don't know, I'm still not sure. I can't really decide what to do with so much freedom, so I plan. I plan ways I should be, things  I should do, and somehow it makes me feel less anxious about not knowing. And maybe those things will never even happend, but having them pushed a little bit more into the future, makes me feel like I still have time to figure things out before anything happens. Anyways.. it's winter here in Brazil, and I just love the gloom of winter mornings. As if I was in Lars Von Trier  movie, I imagine everything in super slow motion, and I wait. I wait for that moment when everything clicks and you just know. I wait for something I'm still not sure about. I give it time to grow. I give you time, july.


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