Archive for month: Setembro, 2006

cafés

12 Set
12.09.2006

café curto
café pingado
café cheio
meia-de-leite normal
meia-de-leite directa
pingo normal
pingo directo
carioca…

pr’a mim um café.

insónia v.3

10 Set
10.09.2006

It was starting to end, after what seemed most of eternity to me.
I attempted to wriggle my toes, succeeded. I was sprawled there in a hospital bed and my legs were done up in plaster casts, but they were still mine.
I squeezed my eyes shut, and opened them, three times.
The room grew steady.
Where the hell was I?
Then the fogs were slowly broken, and some of that which is called memory returned to me. I recalled nights and nurses and needles. Every time things would begin to clear a bit, somenone would come in and jab me with something. That’s how it had been. Yes. Now, thought, I was feeling halfway decent. They’d have to stop.
Wouldn’t they?
The thought came to assail me. Maybe not.
Some natural skepticism as to the purity of all human motives came and sat upon my chest. I’d been over-narcotized, I suddenly knew. No real reason for it, from the way I felt, and no reason for them to stop now, if they’d been paid to keep it up. So play it cool and stay dopey, said the voice which was my worst, if wiser, self.
So I did.

Roger Zelazny, The Great Book of Amber
editor: Avon Books, New York, Dez. 1999
citação: página 1
isbn: 0-380-80906-0

wall

07 Set
7.09.2006

one wall of the “castelo de melgaço”.

church of melgaço

07 Set
7.09.2006

No exterior da Igreja de Melgaço.

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