warmly

Specially now (while seeing everybody at sea course), when questioned about what I miss the most, the answer is simple and comes easily: the beach.

Summer culture, carioca life style... hot season, taking a dip, sun on skin, friends to have a draft (actually, many...), to enjoy music and the city - with swing. Carnival, I love you!

Finally, the family to heat my heart.

Saudades, Brasil!

let it shine

Unfortunately, even living in a coast city as Rio, sometimes we tend to forget this mere “detail”… Maybe because the access is so easy that it is necessary little effort to have this facility.  The major loss is the sun energy which give us vigour and a (enviable!) tan colour on the skin.

Every time this happens, I regret to waste all this grace offered for free by nature. I don’t ignore the fact that we are blessed. So, I thank God for that while diving into the sea or when taking some sun shower. After all, both are divine!

It’s also healthy - undeniable. For me, only this is already capable to cure some evils, solve things once give  enough vitality to go on. My tip is to enjoy and take it as hope for better days. As Carrie Ten Boom used to say: “Let God’s promises shine on your problems“. 

Thank you, God! À bientôt, beach.

*I will miss that... so much!

a lack

It’s written:

What I miss the most in my life is having a family, mine - formed by blood ties or the affectionate ones, from me and so on…

That's a terrific experience which although I tried, I haven't had yet.

something unless?

Well, It has been so strange live without television’s "presence" at home…

It is only a matter of time until I take mine back. Before, on the contrary, it was not my decision (inclusively and MAINLY the channel to watch it!). Equally House (of course!), I miss in particular the possibility to watch my movies on DVD.  

It seems like I am wasting my time doing nothing, alone. Nevertheless, I’m using this “free time” to bring up to date blog’s texts that I had written but I couldn't post until now due to technical problems.

I've never been away so long, or a mula nunca ficou tanto tempo sem rugir…(I always play upon words with the blog‘s name, in Portuguese indeed, because doesn’t make any sense in English) However, at this right moment, I’m at the peak of my glory - of writing my posts in English!

My ‘comps’ is my best present company in addition to the internet being something more powerful than the television was someday. Owing to this, I shouldn't miss it and enjoy this season with something unless (? - No, I don't think so...). 

nothing to lose

As soon as possible, when I will have just finished to up date this blog, I am going to be some kind of monster to these (online) days: I‘ll set aside the internet in my daily life as much as I can to giving a deep dive into some books I want to read. Another hobby I’m going to dedicate myself acutely is going to the cinema more often.

Accessing it everyday, a long period during all the day long, is practically impossible to enjoy these other arts as I’m decided to do. I want to take a cultural shower from these sources. Therefore, it’s necessary give a limit to this new media as mothers did in the past with children who used to stay many hours in front of television…

Books - all the best! (in any time, for everybody…) No restrictions, no waste of time.

no rose without thorns

It says that women prefer thug guys…

I’m not going to say that it is a lie, because we simply don’t like so much honey in men’s behaviour. In fact, ladies deserve attention,.. We like and appreciate to be  pampered, but our partners can’t be TOO sweet - It drives us annoyed and bored, besides leaves us tired of them.

Although it happens often, we know that we should deal with it differently. However, it is stronger than us and, sometimes, we look for some trouble (with the wrong rude men). Only when we wake up for the reality and realize which one is the best choice, we are going to figure out an easier and satisfying relationship and, finally, face it.

Perfection simply doesn’t exist, but a mix of kindness and robustness as some kind of protection works quite finely. Experimenting the gall of being alone or in bad companies makes us miss a lot the best men’s properties. Then, we regretted not being (in love) with the gentle ones, giving them their real worth. This is a crucial instant.

Thus...   (I’ll use the poet’s words to describe what succeeded as a consequence:)

“Veio o amor, como um abraço curto, pra não sufocar…” - Cazuza.

pra ninguém

Como essa música de Alvin L na voz de Leo Jaime, meu Dia dos Namorados infelizmente foi assim:

Ninguém pra ligar e dizer onde estou
Ninguém pra ir comigo onde eu for
Por outro lado, ninguém pra baixar o volume
Ninguém pra reclamar dos pratos sujos
Ninguém pra eu fingir que eu não amo

Toda noite, no mesmo lugar
Eu abro os olhos e deixo o dia entrar
Pra ninguém

Ninguém pra dizer quando eu devo parar
Ninguém na casa pra poder acordar, do meu lado
Ninguém pra contar novidades
Ninguém pra fechar as cortinas
Ninguém pra brigar de vez em quando