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— Yesterday I turned off the lights and went to sleep, without you. I still act like I’m there… I tidy her side, make her coffee, and set the clock to wake up on her schedule. I bought your soap too. Sometimes I forget that the loss is not mine alone. When your relatives call me, they treat me like they’re talking to you. I’m not you, but I don’t have the heart to tell them. I let the pain vent on…
— - What? Where are we? At where? - Calm. I still can’t tell you. - But where did so many people come from? Why am I here? - They were coming in along the way. We can’t help it. - We? Who is “ we”?! - Sorry… I don’t even know how much time I’ve spent here anymore. I can not take it anymore. We’re not leaving now, buddy. Maybe we’ll never go out again. Then they passed a metal sign that said “…
— I was waiting for you to come here to our house, Wando. I called you because my wife and I bought a souvenir of our passage through your old Bahia: banana candy, wrapped in a banana leaf. I was going to take the opportunity to ask you to fix my shower and the faucet in the bathroom. I was waiting for you to get better. We all were. I arrived after my wife (you’re nice) at the hospital. I tried…
— Today the traffic was unbearable. We are the traffic. Sorry for being unbearable.
— It is 11:44 pm on April 5th. I heard aluminium clattering in the street, so I took a peek: a man digging through the garbage. He was looking for cans, sorting them, opening and closing bags and garbage bags, all by himself, corner after corner. I wanted to talk to him, to ask him what he would do with all that, what he could do with so much. I was embarrassed, stuck. My wife and son were…
— It was just before he left that he realized: the first impression is not what remains. He lived a disgraceful life, full of pain and whining. He knew hunger, misery, despair and ignominy. He sold his garments and his body, became a child of this world, and in this world he lived, wandering and marching against honesty and good character. Then came the disease. That ‘ mardita’. Overwhelming and…
— - Hey! Have you left? - Not yet. I’m in traffic. - And now? - I went back to work. - What?! - There was a lot of traffic. I decided to stay until Friday.
— After 3 years, she realized that her small pleasures were no longer there. In a job of egos and status, she didn’t eat rice and beans or chicken noodles. There were Caprese salads, quiches, natural foods and gourmet ice cream, but no beer, São Paulo or anything she had learned to like in her own house. She started playing Candy Crush when she went to the bathroom.
— It drank coffee to sleep, but sleep wasn’t taken away; sleep slept, while the coffee did not kick-off.
— A friend recently lost a child. He didn’t live long, in our conception. None of us knew him, as he spent his whole life locked in a belly and then in an Intensive Care Unit. But none of us can say we didn’t see him live. He brought life in abundance before, during and after his brief time here. Not always smile, not always cry, but life. Live.
— - And when do you intend to return from your trip, my love? - I believe next Tuesday. Why? - To know how far I’ll miss you.
— It’s hard to change, move from here. Does your city oppress you? Mine, yes. São Paulo oppresses me. What’s so good here? The land of chance, where every traffic light is a job opportunity. São Paulo is amazing for a vacation. …a cousin from Florianópolis already told me. This grandeur overwhelms me. This competitiveness overwhelms me. The lack of time, space, money, coexistence, patience,…
— “ It goes for 6km of asphalt; when finished, turn left and go another 20km of dirt”. So it was, in fits, holes and ravines. After the 2nd cramp, they arrived at Praia do Espelho, but the weather was closed, threatening to rain hard, light, cold and hot, all at the same time. The tide was already high, atypical in the morning, so they lost the natural pools that formed there. A day to forget.…
— One day Mr Milton decided to change his life. He left married children, distant friends and his wife, who for a long time no longer cared about the relationship. He left behind the bakery that he built and kept thriving for 37 years, in the neighbourhood place he’s always been. Milton, by the strangeness of fate, after so long, decided to fulfil his childhood dream. The ex-baker never wanted to…
— His name was Benjamin and he was 9 years old. Tomorrow would be his birthday. His mother then asked: - Son, what would you like as a birthday present? - Today I want to sleep after midnight, my mother — replied Benjamin - I can’t say “ no” to you, my son. So I’ll say “ yes”, on one condition: tell me why to go to bed late as a gift. So Benjamin explained it… - As a gift, Mom, I want to sleep…
— It was Saturday. Mateus, 10, woke up at 8 am (as usual). He was happy. Today, “ waking up early” was not an obligation; it was a choice. He had spent the week imagining everything he would have to do in such a short time: play ball in the field, pawn, marble, fly a kite, ride a bike, jump in the pool, run, run and run; to simply be a child. More. Be child-free, on a sunny Saturday. It was…
— In March I got married.
— we turned the year we turn the cloth that lines the hole that hits the tear which was once square Now it’s round what a damn cloth the year starts
— 1794 Virtually all workers leave their homes and head to a point, to spend hours and hours employing their skills, without a sense of accomplishment. 2017 Virtually all workers leave their homes and head to a point, to spend hours and hours employing their skills, without a sense of accomplishment.
— He got tired of throwing ideas out into the universe and seeing others come up making them real. He then decided to make and make real the ideas of others who did not yet know that their ideas were loose in the universe.
— - My granddaughter, I wanted to connect. - What do you mean, grandma? - Connect me, yeah. Isn’t that how young people talk? To have a thing like that that you use all the time, they stay in ‘ plec plec plec’, everyone bent over. - Do you want to buy a cell phone? - That! I already have a problem with my spine. But it looks like it has to be a smartphone; then I can connect. - How cool, grandma!…
— … who gives up sometimes … who is not very proud … that doesn’t have much love … who didn’t learn to vote … that doesn’t know how to add … that doesn’t control the water … who is not a football coach … who doesn’t understand our way … who doesn’t love the motherland … that does not seek order and progress … who knows how to be Brazilian?
— And so he remained happy forever.
— …and those who traveled May your hearts be full and yet empty And to those who stayed that your glasses are full And a gift I send them Those who have traveled need rest For those who remained will give this breath And surrounded by wind, our life will continue And separated by the sea, we will live, we will live, we will live…
— I had to go back to work I dropped the top I left the rancid And I dressed properly
— 6:42 am Village Magdalene. 6°C. I wait for the charter. 6:45 am Village Magdalene. 6°C. The charter arrives. I look at the driver and ask, “ Where’s your Cosmo?” I hear someone say “ Cosmo is on vacation.” Then the flash in the sky. It couldn’t be the sun. It had already been born once. How would I be born again? Much less could it be the moon, which does not emit light, only reflects. It could…
— I don’t understand why I miss you. I know, I know… I asked you to come back. But this is not the first time. You came, but for what? Shatter me, grind me? What have I done to you? I asked you to come back because I remembered you were making me feel good. I miss you, but only until you arrive. And then you arrive. Breaking into my house, invading through my windows. Again. And before I could see…
— - I can’t stand a father who takes food from his son. - I agree. I have a hard time looking at myself in the mirror. Do you want a bisnaguinha or cornstarch biscuit? - Bisnaguinha, please.
— Your house is more permissive in receiving your work than your work receiving your house.
Highlight the obvious “ The obvious needs to be highlighted”. An old boss used to say this to me almost daily. He was right. Many times it’s frustrating when you enter a meeting assuming that everyone there it’s on the same page; that means that everyone has read the report, made notes, the goals for the meeting are clear, or even that the meeting it’s supposed to be a total waste (but everyone…
When you’re fully present I had a boss who would say “ The only difference between us and other animals is our ability to visualize and plan a different future”, and I completely agree with him. We’re able to change our futures (or we think we’re able to do it). Nonetheless, the thing is: we can see beyond what’s in front of us. But this is also a problem… If you put “ esserci” in Google Translate…