it was the day to celebrate her birthday. i left work and drove to Belém to drink a Frappuccino at Starbucks with her. After that we went to the CCB (a place for expositions [correction: exhibition -> thanks to _+*Ælitis in Paris*+_ ;)])...
sometimes you open a door. you start to think of something else. because you are somewhere else. you look around yourself and you see things you don't see in your normal life. and the music you listen to [and let me tell you that "Roads" by Portishead gets a completely different meaning when you listen to it in "wonderland". it's not a melancolic song anymore. it is relaxing.] and you don't want to escape that place, because your heart feels warm and your mind isn't filled with the "normal-day-trouble".
this wasn't the last time i went there. it's not only beautiful. it fills my heart with love and art.
this is why i love this place.
Oi Alex! podes apagar este comentario depois de receber > exposição em inglês é exhibition ;)
ReplyDeleteSim secalhar já aconteceu, mas agora que me lembro faz-me rir. Tem uma certa piada.
ReplyDeleteque coincidência. quando estive nesse local do CCB também pensei para mim mesma "parece a alice no país das maravilhas". já não me sinto tão burra assim. consegui dar um significado a algo abstracto! :D LOL
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