DESPEDIDA
Por pouco perdia o sentido da mudanca, quase virou e voltou ao mesmo. E fui tentado a bater a porta da taverna que fechou quando eu sai, deixei meio copo cheio na mesa, mas ocorreu-me: Nao valia a pena voltar atras pelo copo meio vazio. Nao posso deixar de sentir um certo remorso, quase inteligivel, nao se percebe - sente-se.
I somehow thought G would have a say, but he'd rather not notice it. Its a bit of a shame if he misses these roots, but in the end...
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At the time I started writing the Lisbon essays, I also germinated a thought of a work started years later. I think its fair to say a piece of literature can makes feel different emotions while developing it, but in cases it is really mind blowing. I cant really take to this and the lack of contact with that world left me drifting.
Now I feel I have to finish it just to ease the creative tension, but I have used the excuse of the lack of a Portuguese keyboard quite convenient. Creativity easily becomes painful when alt.
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This entry is just a record for the progress of that piece, hoping that it fits well with a different approach to visual memory.
I somehow thought G would have a say, but he'd rather not notice it. Its a bit of a shame if he misses these roots, but in the end...
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At the time I started writing the Lisbon essays, I also germinated a thought of a work started years later. I think its fair to say a piece of literature can makes feel different emotions while developing it, but in cases it is really mind blowing. I cant really take to this and the lack of contact with that world left me drifting.
Now I feel I have to finish it just to ease the creative tension, but I have used the excuse of the lack of a Portuguese keyboard quite convenient. Creativity easily becomes painful when alt.
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This entry is just a record for the progress of that piece, hoping that it fits well with a different approach to visual memory.
posted by N at
6:10 PM
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ts are still there, deserted but present, in my memories but only my thoughts seem to walk there, everybody walking there at the time went somewhere they didnt even knew they were going.
