lançamentos

• reverxe - exo
• the sin: vanish - enhypen

geral

• debi tirar más fotos - bad bunny
• rumours - fleetwod mac
• flash and core - yerin baek
• melodrama - lorde
• the idler wheel... - fiona apple
• sla radical dance club - fernanda abreu
• low - david bowie
• blackstar - david bowie
• boa parte de mim vai embora - vanguart
• muito mais que amor - vanguart
• uma onda em pedaços - cícero
• estação liberdade - vanguart
• boas novas - zeca veloso
• pequena vertigem de amor - sessa
• pulsar - l'impératrice
• brol - angèle

I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers flow in the right direction, will the earth turn as it was taught, and if not how shall I correct it?

Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven, can I do better?

Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows can do it and I am, well, hopeless.

Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it, am I going to get rheumatism, lockjaw, dementia?

Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing. And I gave it up. And took my old body and went out into the morning, and sang.

by Mary Oliver

• (at least) two 45-minute reading sessions each day