Today I celebrate you – the uncommitted, disenchanted, frivolously indifferent foreigner to the comings and goings of my daily life. You, unknowingly present at the edge of the bottomless deep – the undedicated words, intentional dismissals, prompt criticisms and limited horizons. Your impactful smiles, bereft of momentary intention. Never was it too much.
None of the most important decisions would have arisen had it not been for the faulty pavements you lay before me. Summer shall come, to the patient and patiently trained.
Thank you. [Obrigada.]
PS: “Se sou quem sou, a ti o devo”, in Woytila Musical.