"EU AMO TUDO o que foi,
Tudo o que já não é,
A dor que já me não dói,
A antiga e errônea fé,
O ontem que dor deixou,
O que deixou alegria
Só porque foi, e voou
E hoje é já outro dia. "
- Fernando Pessoa.
Being at the accident spot for the first time was something that brought up feelings and emotions that I haven't felt in quite sometime. It was good. And beautiful. The water was freezing, but your mom remained in there until we had lit all the candles. Also, Marie fell into the river, that was funny. I couldn't feel my feet for about 3 hours and only after I washed it I saw that I got small cuts from the leaves.
Your song just started playing in my iPod.
I haven't been able to cry and been feeling actually a little weird. But I guess it's part of it, right? It was great to hang out at your place and see Kenny and Lorraine -- it's not always that I get the chance to spend time with them. By the way, they left me the funniest voice mail the other day. I loved it. I can see much of you in them (or should it be the other way around?). And Lorraine read to us "the gold-fish state of mind". That's a master-piece! I spoke to Adam on the phone the other day and it was hilarious 'cause I couldn't understand a word he was saying, but Sarita, who was 3 feet away from could understand it all and was translating for me. Been trying to get ahold of Myikaelah, but we're playing phone tag. Also, Rohini (Jones) arrived last night. She's here for 3 months, I think. It's good to have her back.
We are all being briefed again and I got invited to be a briefer! YEAH! I don't know yet if I'll pass the test, but just the fact that I got invited made me super excited. I hope we can get to brief everyone around the globe. Umesh says that if I become one they'll use me for young people. God, I hope I get to be one. The weather was a little funky (how do you spell this word???) for 'bout 10 days. Lots of rain and only little sun, but yesterday was BEAUTIFUL and so was today. A shame that I didn't get to walk around the Lake. Tomorrow for sure. Thanksgiving was a lot of fun -- we had a kick-ass chant. Marie, Madhu, Sav and Jyoti were here too.
Ok, babe, I should go back. Just stop here to say hi to you.
Love ya, man.
Lembrando do verão esses dias, me deparei rindo com a frase "Why on Earth did I do that?"
Mia, uma menina de então 8 anos, numa bela manhã no fim de Julho brinca com uma batedeira, dessas de fazer whiped cream.
A Kat (por acaso) está com ela, vendo TV, eu acho. Nisso, a Kat ouve o barulho da batedeira "vrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-tum". E o barulho pára. E logo em seguida, com seu sotaquezinho fofo de australia, Kat ouve a Mia falando:
"Why on Earth did I do that?"
A Kat se vira pra se deparar com a batedeira presa na mão da Mia.
E o que a gente conta dessa história é o fato da própria Mia ter se dado conta da burrada que fez.
"Why on Earth did I do that?"
Tubom.
Porque eu lembrei disso?
Sei lá! Acho que é porque me faz rir.
For you.
525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear.
525,600 minutes - how do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee?
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife?
In 525,600 minutes - how do you measure a year in the life?
How about love? How about love? How about love?
Measure in love.
Seasons of love.
525,600 minutes! 525,000 journeys to plan.
525,600 minutes - how can you measure the life of a
woman or man?
In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried.
In bridges he burned, or the way that she died.
It's time now to sing out, though the story never ends
let's celebrate remember a year in the life of friends.
Remember the love! Remember the love! Remember the love!
Measure in love. Seasons of love! Seasons of love.
