The start of a new day, it could the start of anything, my brain has rearranged through the night and i am in that crucial moment that defines most of the day. Am i feeling ok? Need to go shower, wake up my brother and go and meet friends at Csmden Town. I am late, should tell them and yet i have my cat on my lap and will smoke one more cigarette thinking about everything and nothing. I am happy i found a studio with a small garden, it helps me to come and look at the sky before closing the door to haven and flow or fight through the day.
Yesterday my brother sent me a message before i left work:
- sis i am feeling well, it was a bad day, i think i want to go back to Portugal. Can we take a coffee when you get home?
My heart stopped, all day i had make big decisions. Will explain about it later...
- sure, let's do that.
for the sake of privacy i will change all names, just haven't figure out which names to use :).
The conversation is still bumping in my head, have i advised him or me?
I need to go, my friends are waiting.
