All things came to an end!
Thinking of writing a post about something, I stare at my self writing a post in English.
No that words in Portuguese make no sense anymore, but y can only express my feelings, in this moment, without this strange language, that sometimes sounds so good.
Why? Because I heard a music that as this title!!!
And this it’s the way that I’m feeling now!
Why all things came to an end?
And why, and most important, when?
When is the time that we realise that all thins have a End?
I believe never… we don’t’ wont to look in the other’s yes and see nothing
It’s the most strange and frightening thin of all! Why are we so afraid of the end – it’s the same that saying death?
It’s so endemic the fear that we transport ii in all moments of ones life?
And where is that moment when we say – I’m not afraid anymore?
I it takes him - the moment - so long to be here?
I don’t want to wait that long!!!
Rita
