Segunda-feira, 15 de dezembro de 2008. Extraídas de lamentações, jóias de vidro. Vitórias em reinos povoados pela imaginação,. Sucesso insignificante num mundo de papel. Hoje, o poço é seco de sonhos. E a terra côncava urge algo a preenchê-la. O rito de passagem, alimenta-a, etapa a etapa. Com algo mais grosso que água. Vermelho, como lágrimas do último a bebê-lo. As macias e delicadas ferramentas.

a very brief passing sight or look 2. a vague idea; inkling. Monday, January 19, 2015. I almost always have an email to answer, a phone call to return, a paper to grade, home things to attend to, a dog to correct. Is it all the emails, phone calls, responsibilities? Is this what dictates my direction? .

Lifestyle, fashion, and a dash of crunchy. Saturday, July 4, 2015. What better way to spend my time than take a walk down the beach, via memory lane. Come with me, if you like. Memories, our gifts bequeathed to us from the most magical of moments or even the simplest of life experiences. Our world is fuller with 2 new additions to our family. Two precious, unplanned for gifts! Not sure what happened that.