É isto que quero...

Be OK... Já agora reparem na marca do tambor...

;)

Já fiz...

Quem é que não abre um pacote destes de açúcar, e, muitas vezes deseja fazer o que está lá escrito... quem?

A maior parte das coisas são... quase inalcançáveis... outras são de todo...

Outras... ui...

Hoje tocou-me este...

Com um sorriso, sim sorriso, olhei-o e pensei... "Já fiz!"

Não foi hoje o dia, mas já o fiz...

Sorriso...

E nestas pequeninas coisas encontramos alegria...

É bom encontrar estas pequeninas coisas e sorrirmos...

.

Ainda a Guerra...

Sinto-me…
Ao longe…
Afastado…
Invisível…
Sem presença…
Sem estar…

Sinto-me incapaz…
De lutar…
De querer…
De estar…

Tudo parece um Olá/Adeus com pressa de afastar…
Tudo me parece um vazio de tudo e cada vez mais cheio de nada…

Mato ou Morro...

Apetece-me fugir,
Apetece-me esconder...

Terá a ver com as baixas de Guerra?
Será fogo Amigo ou Inimigo?
Será sequer fogo?

Ou serei só eu...

Insufficient Funds

Dear Sir,

In view of current developments in the banking market, if one of my cheques is returned marked "insufficient funds", does that refer to you or to me?

Yours faithfully

.

No Sex Since 1955

A crusty old Sergeant Major found himself at a gala event hosted by a local liberal arts college. There was no shortage of extremely young, only idealistic ladies in attendance, one of whom approached the Sergeant Major for conversation.

"Excuse me, Sergeant Major, but you seem to be a very serious man. Is something bothering you?"

"Negative, ma'am. Just serious by nature."

The young lady looked at his awards and decorations and said, "It looks like you have seen a lot of action."

"Yes, ma'am, a lot of action."

The young lady, tiring of trying to start up a conversation, said, "You know, you should lighten up a little. Relax and enjoy yourself."

The Sergeant Major just stared at her in his serious manner.

Finally the young lady said, "You know, I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but when is the last time you had sex?"

"1955, ma'am."
.

"Well, there you are. You really need to chill out and quit taking everything so seriously!"
"I mean, no sex since 1955!" She took his hand and led him to a private room where she proceeded to 'relax' him several times.

Afterwards, panting for breath, she leaned against his bare chest and said, "Wow, you sure didn't forget much since 1955!"

The Sergeant Major, glancing at his watch, said in his matter-of-fact voice, "I hope not, it's only 2130 now."

(Don't ya love military time?!?)

Passado, presente e futuro

Não há pior guerra do que aquela que se trava dentro de nós...
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Late Morning Lullaby

As soon as my eyes shut the slide show begins
Yesterday is gone now and panic sets in
With a weight upon my chestand a ghost upon my back
And the numbing sensation of everything
I lack that leaves me
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming,
Your real world away
And beautiful, o beautiful bright eyes, lie
Only beautiful, o beautiful bright eyes cry
Singing late morning lullaby
The first sign of morning is gray and alarming
It's so disappointing the day has come so soon
While the rest of the world greets the day and feels new
I will push it away just like I always do, I will be
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming,
Your real world away
And beautiful, o beautiful bright eyes, lie
Only beautiful, o beautiful bright eyes cry
Singing late morning lullaby
Late morning lullaby
I would darken my window so I can fall asleep
While the critics frown down on the hours
I keep that leave me
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming,
Your real world away

Brandi Carlile: Late Morning Lullaby

E os dias têm passado

Têm passado, quase, sem dar por eles...

O dia da poupança, o dia do cancro da mama, sei lá, mais uns quantos...

Tem sido acordar cedo e deitar tarde ao tentar deitar cedo...

Ou como ontem, deitei-me às 20h30 e acordei às 05h50... para acordar às 06h15...

Tem sido ver o nascer o Sol sobre a Vasco da Gama à saida do tunel do Grilo, sem se conseguir ver mais nada... Ou o frio de manhã... 6º C, hoje, logo de manhã...

Tem sido o café quentinho logo ao chegar ao escritório...

Já só faltam 4 dias para parar um bocadinho... 2 dias, ou, 48 horas, só para parecer mais tempo...

E os dias têm passado, mas sem avanços... em pausa...