Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Insomnia

It all starts with an airplane flying over Alaskan thick ice. And it is the best film start one could imagine.
Good things in life come with good music.
Playwrights that make you feel alive and shining.
Endeavours of images you haven’t captured with a camera but that you’ve pictured in your mind.
Sensations you’ll definitively remember the second your soul expires. Because, just because, you’ll remember those strong images of amazing places you’ve been when shivering was still perceptive to your young age and time did not seem to pass by as quickly as it does as you become aged. A time when looking at the night sky felled like reaching the stars.


2 comments:

polegar said...

pensei q tinhas desaparecido... :)

Anonymous said...

Douglas would say: A time when talking about the stars was all she needed to make her feel alive.