(estamos bem.
sem inspiracao, internet ou acentos.
mas com a morada da ikea assinalada no mapa, uma bicicleta com um cestinho e muita cafeina.
beijocas!)
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Author: ana
about me
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saudades
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tout doucement
Tout doux, tout doux, tout doucement
Toujours, tout doux, tout doucement
Comme ça
La vie c’est épatant
Tout doux, tout doux, tout doucement
Toujours, tout doux, tout doucement
Comme ça
La vie je la comprends
N’allez jamais trop vite
Vous aurez tout le temps
Attention à la dynamite
Prenez garde au volcan, à ces gens énervés
Qui ne savent pas aller
Tout doux, tout doux, tout doucement
Toujours, tout doux, tout doucement
Comme ça
En flânant gentiment
N’allez jamais trop vite
En aimant simplement
Pour avoir de la réussite
Soyez très très prudent
L’amour alors viendra
Se blottir dans vos bras
Tout doux, tout doux, tout doucement
Toujours, tout doux, tout doucement
Comme ça
En flânant gentiment
En souriant gentiment
En flânant gentiment
Tout doucement
feist
(até já! sim sim, desta é de vez… :P )
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mood gorning
back to braga, “home”. feels good.
and now if you excuse me, there’s some cleaning, some packing and some hugging to be done. :)
(a foto, tirei-a quando perdi a estação da livração, onde devia mudar para amarante. fui parar ao marco de canaveses, com pouca bateria no telemóvel – onde um dos progenitores me lembrava a minha irresponsabilidade a muitos decibéis – e poucos comboios a fazer ligações… aventuras e saudades das férias… :D
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holidays
with sore muscles and a smile on my face, i return home to braga, with a couple of things in mind. one of them is to make room for someone who’ll come and sleep in my room, and basically live where i have been living for the most of these 4 years. i thought it would be easier – it isn’t. i’m not an organized person, everything gets cluttered in shelves and around my desk. also, to make things worse, i have a huge attachment to lots of little things, and can’t seem to get rid of them. even things like newspapers and magazines – i have tons of them, but keep thinking “someday i’ll cut them into scraps and make something nice, or maybe i’ll need them to wrap something :) “… when i grow up, i’ll have a huge house, with a huge basement and a bigger attic… by the way, here are some pics of my new place.
i’ll be in the algarve till the end of the month, then back to braga for packing the rest of the stuff, and then meiadeleite.com will start to be written 2200 km above this place. in the meanwhile, you can still reach me here. (i may take a while to answer, though…)
take care!
ps – and my new minolta has arrived! yay! :D