I never made plans for my life about relationships or career, I always dreamed traveling the world and connecting people with my books, which still don't exist, but someday will born, anyhow this is me.
A few times ago I was wishing a life that I see on internet, a flat in São Paulo, with a lot of plants to decorate the place, a cat or a little dog, many posters of my favorite movies on the wall, working in a Publishing or Netflix (who knows!), being freelancer too to save money to make my travels happen, try to make art among tasks, create a newsletter about literature, culture, music, and randomly subjects; on Saturdays cooking something good and easy with a glass of cheap wine listening Bleacher; enjoying Avenida Paulista on the Sundays and running at Ibirapuera's Park breathing that pure air; make some new tattoos; on friday nights hang out with friends and between beers and fries talk about politics and our failed datings, laughing looking forward about nothing and sometimes record videos about writing and books that the reading is essential.
Perhaps this idea atracting me yet, not completely, but somethings. I would like change the place of my imagination to Dublin or Paris or London or Los Angeles or New York or Edinburgh or Cardiff or Toronto... I'm indecisive. Whatever the city the truth is that I don't wanna be in only one place for the rest of my life.
I just don't know what type of job I have to do for this plan to come true. What I know is I have to save money to go to at least one of these places (I'm laughing). Jesus! Today a wrote a lot of stupid things, but I love it.
I need write a story, bye!
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