esta é a moldura em que estou a colocar o meu recibo de vencimento de abril. um documento extraordinário - à uma alínea com o "prémio de desempenho" relativo ao exercício anterior segue-se uma outra com a "indemnização por despedimento". vou emoldurar a coisa, porque tenho uma enorme tendência para me esquecer do essencial [cf. aqui].

isto não é uma revista

Toda a gente tem três vidas: uma vida pública, uma vida privada e uma vida secreta

- Gabriel García Márquez, na capa da Vanity Fair de Maio

karaoke me

Milagre, diz a Rolling Stone


Beam in to the future
From the palm of your hand
Why in the world would you want to do that?


Ride out to the station 
Stare out into space
Why in the world would I want to do that?


So I was a young and modern guy, wasn't I?
So when did I cease to see the light?

Maybe you were right
Maybe I’m all dried up inside
Maybe I’m not built for these times
Maybe I don’t know how to live


You've got a working illusion
In the palm of your hand
Why in the world would you want to lose that?


I clung on to believing
Just as long as I could
How in the world could you fail to see that?


Hasta luego modern guy
When did I cease to see the light?
And maybe you were right

Maybe I’m all dried up inside
Maybe I’m not built for these times
Maybe I don’t know how to live
Maybe I don’t know how to live

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