I thought it had only been a year since my last posting. Since logging in, I realised it has been 2 years. I can give a million reasons for the long silence. The most important, I guess, is that I grew complacent. After my last posting, things got better for me. Life seemed to be looking up. It was a refreshing perspective. I found myself more involved in other things. The mood swings are sudden and drastic.

Lá fora, a gente vivia. Em algum lugar, ficavam guardados rascunhos de uma vida. Acho que eles estão aqui. Drafts of a life were kept some place. I think they are here. O dia seguinte foi da alçada da invisibilidade. Quem sou eu nessa balbúrdia? Muitas vezes, ainda não nos somos de conhe.