sexta-feira, 7 de maio de 2010

E depois?




“One day I decided to paddle alone in between these two islands. Halfway across I found myself too tired to continue. I stopped paddling and just sat there. I’ve never felt so insignificant in my whole life…. Sometimes when you’re most alone, you’re not alone at all. You dream of the perfect wave, the perfect job, the perfect house, the perfect wife… When we get there. We dream of something else.”

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