Parar, só. Tenho a tendência para estar sempre ocupada, a fazer coisas, como se a minha felicidade fosse medida em função das tarefas que vou riscando da minha "to do list". Vou criar outras "lists", usando tempos verbais mais passivos e menos... frenéticos:
"TO LISTEN LIST"*
"TO READ LIST"
"TO FEEL LIST"
"TO SEE LIST"
... e tentar dedicar nem que seja um pouco do meu tempo a estes "ócios".
*Seasons, dos Future Islands, a nossa mais recente descoberta:
Seasons
change
And I tried hard just to soften you
And I tried hard just to soften you
The seasons
change
But I've grown tired of trying to change for you
Because I've been waiting on you
I've been waiting on you
Because I've been waiting on you
I've been weighing on you
But I've grown tired of trying to change for you
Because I've been waiting on you
I've been waiting on you
Because I've been waiting on you
I've been weighing on you
As it breaks, the summer will wake
But the
winter will wash what's left of the taste
As it breaks, the summer will warm
But the winter will crave what is gone
Will crave what has all gone away
As it breaks, the summer will warm
But the winter will crave what is gone
Will crave what has all gone away
People change
But you know some people never do
You know when people change
They gain a piece but they lose one too
Because I’ve been hanging on you
I’ve been weighing on you
Because I've been waiting on you
I've been hanging on you
You know when people change
They gain a piece but they lose one too
Because I’ve been hanging on you
I’ve been weighing on you
Because I've been waiting on you
I've been hanging on you
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