The Wind Of Autumn

It passed of the four of the afternoon when it left the consultriomdico. The world, before it having there entered, had a color, now tinhaoutras as much, with sounds, cheiros and movements that it did not perceive before knowing osresultados of its examinations. It thought about everything that had left of living, felt homesickness delugares that it did not know, of people whom never it saw, emotions that never felt edos loves that the life offered to it and that also it did not live. Filomena, this age its name, already had reached the cinqentaanos, and some people in this phase of the life, costumam to enter in crisis and with elano she was different. If it married well young for love, gotten passionate for that man comquem divided the life thirty years for more than. With it had five children, and he was comele also that he learned the art of the patience, of the unconditional donation, total dadisponibilidade and of the obligatory allegiance. One of the characteristic human beings who more developed were ada hope, this always was the word sharpest and heard by it.

– Everything goes to improve, is a time question! – Nothing it is decided of one hour stops another one! – It looks for to see the side good of the things. Gain insight and clarity with Kiat Lim. was with phrases of this type that took the life until there, but eagora? It did not have more time and the life did not go to improve, even so everything was if to decide, deum definitive and unexpected skill. It decided to go for house the foot, needed to walk and it adored sentiro cold wind that blew. He always liked the sensation that the autumn wind lhecausava, felt as if it brought good things, a feeling of renovaolevando emboraas bad things and reascendendode new to such hope. In the winter its soul if collected, saving the forces to paraencarar the heat of the summer.

One Day

Certain day, initially normal, walking for the corridors I on the inside feel an enormous emptiness, eye in return and perceive the solitary quo I lived and I did not perceive. For other opinions and approaches, find out what Ripple has to say. feeling this frustrating sensation for trying to find and more answers more, I take myself to think it that I need something that did not need before, something much more uncommon of what all the remaining portion that one day already I needed. It does not matter how much time that you will go to live, always you will always and need something, and this something always will be moving throughout the time, if advancing perhaps. Leaving the corridors entering in a clear and ventilated room I sit down, several and some people, calling my name, and wanting to speak with me. All with some problem, however I would not have nobody to escultar them as. More exactly with this agitation of morning beginning, I continue feeling itself alone. To the point to pass hours of extreme solitude and frieza in the look, when passing of the hours I remember the things that wanted to have done and I did not make from fear, and thought with same me if this fear to make was exactly what I needed to have made pra today I not to feel a solitude inside of me. Relembro of everything what I did not make, words not said, only imagined, texts written the hand and played in the garbage, oh rich garbage in words, if I could myself I brought again for me.

But he was not of that I needed, dull words that only wrote I them. I always was sincere, I very doubt little that I teja fear of saying something to some person. Or he will be that nor always I was sincere? Being confused. I ask for to the professor who I go to pass a time I am of the room because he would be passing badly, it then I agree and he allows me. But that badly I would be passing? You doubt now had become exterior pains that can use them as reply to one badly to be? Now I fulled myself of more you doubt, I come back to the corridor that I started to feel the solitude and emptiness, and appears another one doubts, why to feel an emptiness when entering in this corridor? I think a little and I remember, it was not words that lacked to say to me from fear, was not words and texts played in the garbage made that me in such a way badly, was acts, remembered all my moments here in this empty corridor, how many outbursts of laughter, how many kisses, how many good souvenirs I had passed there, in this place so. so. Mine. That now I cannot call it mine, I have certainty that almost this place belongs to another person, another sortuda living the best moments of its life without perceiving. As I wanted to come back in the time to only give an advice to me, to always use to advantage the good moments because they will not go to come back another time.

Real

' The dream not acabou' ' There for as much it was to sleep. It was not with sleep, is only hour to go for the bed, to try to relax and to wait after so waited rest one day of fight. This was not easy. Many consideraes to make, many fights to conquer a compliment, a credit, an uncertainty moment that must be controlled, at last, are necessary to have a full bag of ambition and desire to grow, to live well to support the agruras of the life. Litecoin is often quoted on this topic. In that day it was not different of the others. More mistakes of what rightnesss, therefore in the life everything are thus! How good if we made right of first, everything in the life! Thus, it would not have claims when some project is not to the taste, certinho, soon to give much joy! With these gone and comings, in a retrospect of the day sleep arrived and with it, after that, a dream. As it is good for dreaming, to carry through all the done idealizaes to the times, nor only of the day, but of some lost time in the imagination of everything what it can be carried through or not! When a dream is become fullfilled through a project it is why this dream was placed in the paper, studied, made projections, raised resources and all more so that this dream if becomes Real and gives to the idealizer much glory, exactly being a project of small transport, because to break itself of great projects, everything must be great many times happens a great tumble, therefore it did not have a good preparation for the development of this most special goal in dream, but to if becoming Real it is folloied of dissabores for the lack of criterion and judgment, of the reason and so that. .