adieu octubre,
I can truly say that october is my favorite month, and here it is, gone again, and I will have to wait patiently for its next arrival. I don't know what it is about this month. It reminds me of days spent in autumn leaves, and the anticipation of snow frost.
Sadly, there is none of that here in Brazil, but the days are pretty, sunlight playing in between the leaves, the green seeming to turn lighter and people walking back and forth, going to and from school and work.
This past weekend we had a holiday, and I found myself going alone to a movie, and I have to say, that you can be your best own kind of company. I had forgotten that. It was nice being able to go somewhere, not having to worry about the time or the expectations of the other person. Getting what you want without feeling guilty or sitting down and just watching people. I haven't found anyone who has the patience to do so, every conversation seems like it needs to be filled with laughter or interesting things. Sometimes, I'm just not interesting or I have nothing to say. I like to immerse in my thoughts, but who likes to hear those out loud? They would make no sense.
I sit here, in anticipation of something, some grand event during the day, but the thing that makes me the happiest at this particular moment, is the taste of coffee and the excitement of getting up and going to grab another, sit on the poof and watch how the sun plays with the colors outside.
Sadly, there is none of that here in Brazil, but the days are pretty, sunlight playing in between the leaves, the green seeming to turn lighter and people walking back and forth, going to and from school and work.
This past weekend we had a holiday, and I found myself going alone to a movie, and I have to say, that you can be your best own kind of company. I had forgotten that. It was nice being able to go somewhere, not having to worry about the time or the expectations of the other person. Getting what you want without feeling guilty or sitting down and just watching people. I haven't found anyone who has the patience to do so, every conversation seems like it needs to be filled with laughter or interesting things. Sometimes, I'm just not interesting or I have nothing to say. I like to immerse in my thoughts, but who likes to hear those out loud? They would make no sense.
I sit here, in anticipation of something, some grand event during the day, but the thing that makes me the happiest at this particular moment, is the taste of coffee and the excitement of getting up and going to grab another, sit on the poof and watch how the sun plays with the colors outside.
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