quinta-feira, 17 de maio de 2012

On a good day

Sometimes, on a good day, I feel like I'm wrestling with my ideas. As if they have an existence of their own, a will of their own, a way to conceal and present themselves in ways that make me ask questions and follow certain lines of thought as someone following an unknown path to find out where it leads. It can be very tiring, truly exhausting, but those are the days where I feel most alive, most together with something that makes sense, something that maybe - just maybe - can be put to good use.

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